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Had my congregation, had my flock
When I was a shepherd of men
Chased the wild goose, chased the pot of gold
Chased the rainbows end

How can a poor boy deliver this message to you?
How can a poor boy? You don’t believe anything that’s true

Had my rise, had my downfall
Now I’m gonna rise up again
Had my degrees, my initiations
Not speaking to the profane

How can a poor boy get this message to you?
How can a poor boy when you don’t believe a thing that’s true?

I’ve been anointed, been appointed
Even been magnified
Spied a chapel all of gold
The priest was laying down with the swine

How can a poor boy get a little message to you?
How can a poor boy when you don’t believe anything is true?
How can a poor boy get this message through to you?
How can a poor boy when you don’t believe a single thing is true?

Watch the illusion of false security
Play of the shadows that move
Tell me what evil lurks in the hearts of men
Only the shadow knows

How can a poor boy get this message to you?
How can a poor boy when you don’t believe a thing that’s true, for you
When you don’t believe a thing, nothing that’s true for you
How can a poor boy ever get next to you?

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Van Morrison Songs TextArtist:  Van Morrison
Genres: Rock: Folk
           Alternative
           Rock
           Rock: Jazz
           Rock: Soft Rock
           Rock: Folk-Rock
           Rock & Roll
           Blues
           Soundtrack
           Latin
           Pop

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Ashley Tisdale - He Said, She Said - Song TextArtist: Ashley Tisdale
Album: Headstrong
Year:  2007
Genre: Vocal

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Ahhh
Boy walk in the spot, he’s so fresh
He got what he needs to impressin’
Just look at the way that he dressin’
Ain’t no question chicks like oh.

Girl walkin’ the spot, she stop traffic
She’s blowing your mind with her asset
So Jessica Alba fantastic,
Instant classic boys like oh.

Maybe I can see us moving like that.
Maybe I can see us dancing like that.
Baby I can see us kissing like that.
We don’t need no more that he said she said.
Maybe I can see us moving like that.
Maybe I can see us dancing like that.
Baby I can see us kissing’ like that.
We don’t need no more that he said she said.

He said girl you winnin’
She said boy where you been at
Stop talking let’s get with it
Just like that they

He said you’re amazing
She said then why ya waiting
No more deliberating
What you doin’ let’s get to it
Just like that they

Boy actin’ as if there’s no pressure
He do everything to get with her
He say anything to convince her.
Money spent to diamonds send her

Girl playin’ it cool but she’s with it
She lovin’ the fact that she’s gifted
Everything he do she gets lifted
Feels so wicked lovin’ like oh.

Maybe I can see us moving like that.
Maybe I can see us dancing like that.
Baby I can see us kissing like that.
We don’t need no more that he said she said.
Maybe I can see us moving like that.
Maybe I can see us dancing like that.
Baby I can see us kissing’ like that.
We don’t need no more that he said she said.

He said girl you winnin’
She said boy where you been at
Stop talking let’s get with it
Just like that they

He said you’re amazing
She said then why ya waiting
No more deliberating
What you doin’ let’s get to it
Just like that they

One night with you, boy just one night with you,
All the things we could do,
Every day i think of

One night with you
no one else but us two
All our dreams would come true
If we’d just get together

Maybe I can see us moving like that.
Maybe I can see us dancing like that.
Baby I can see us kissing like that.
We don’t need no more that he said she said.
Maybe I can see us moving like that.
Maybe I can see us dancing like that.
Baby I can see us kissing’ like that.
We don’t need no more that he said she said.

Uh, what you waitin’ for?

He said girl you winnin’
She said boy where you been at
Stop talking let’s get with it
Just like that they

He said you’re amazing
She said then why ya waiting
No more deliberating
What you doin’ let’s get to it
Just like that they

You’re gonna like it
You’re gonna want it
You’re gonna like it
We don’t need no more that he said she said.
You’re gonna like it
You’re gonna want it
You’re gonna like it
We don’t need no more that he said she said

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Vampire Weekend - Walcott - Song TextArtist: Vampire Weekend
Album: Vampire Weekend
Year: 2007
Genre: Indie

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Walcott,
Don’t you know
That it’s insane?
Don’t you want to
Get out of Cape Cod?
Out of Cape Cod tonight?

Walcott
Mystic seaport
Is that that way
Don’t you know
That your life could be lost?
Out of Cape Cod tonight

Walcott
The Bottleneck
Is a shit-show
Hyannisport
Is a ghetto
Out of Cape Cod tonight

The Lobster’s Claw
Is sharp as knives
Evil feasts
On human lives
The Holy Roman Empire
Roots for you

Walcott
All the way to
New Jersey
All the way to
The Garden State
Out of Cape Cod tonight

Walcott
Fuck the women
From Wellfleet
Fuck the bears out
In Provincetown
Out of Cape Cod Tonight

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A devastating backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cufflinks
A shirtsleeve to enhance

The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming for to dance
With pure Egyptian Cotton
The kids don’t stand a chance

You criticize the practice
By murdering their plants
Ignoring all the history
Denying them romance

The pin-striped men of morning
Are coming for to dance
Forty-million dollars
The kids don’t stand a chance

I didn’t like the business,
But that was at first glance
Your pillow feels so soft now
But still you must advance

The pin-striped men of morning
The partners in the dance
The paper’s shot to pieces
The kids don’t stand a chance

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You’ve been checking on my facts
And I admit I have been lax
In double-screening what I say
It wasn’t funny anyway

I stand corrected

No one cares when you are wrong
But I’ve been at this far too long
To act like that when we should be
In perfect harmony

I stand corrected

Lord knows I haven’t tried
I’ll take my stand
One last time

Forget the protocol
I’ll take your hand
Right in mine

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Occident out on the weekend
That’s the way that we relax

English Breakfast tastes like Darjeeling
But she’s too cute to even ask

Blake’s got a new face (Blake’s got a new face)

Nastiness will cause your doom
Turn and walk back to your room

The precedent’s already set now
You spend a week in Old San Juan

Spanish brownstone with chairs of leather
And Spanish waves to roll along

Majesty’s not overheard
Cryptographs can’t stand the word

Oh your collegiate grief has left you dowdy in sweatshirts
Absolute horror!

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Ion displacement won’t work in the basement
Especially when I’m not with you
Here in the heartland, a feeling so startling
I don’t what I should do

Oh Bryn! You see in the dark
Right past the fireflies that sleep in my heart
You know, it’s easy to see
Wait for the season to come back to me

Lights by the ocean
A westerly motion that moves California to sea
Eyes like a seagull
No Kansas-born beetle could ever come close to that free

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I wake up
My shoulder’s cold
I’ve got to leave here
Before I go
I pull my shirt on
Walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor
I pull my shirt on
Walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor

Then I see you
You’re walking cross the campus
Cruel professor
Studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?

Walk to class
In front of ya
Spilled kefir
On your keffiyah
You look inside
And turn to the door
Drag your feet across the floor

Then I see you
You’re walking cross the campus
Cruel professor
Studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again?

In the afternoon
You’re out on the stone and grass
And I’m sleeping on the balcony
After class

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It’s going to take a little time
While you’re waiting like a factory line
I’ll fly across the park
Backseat on the 79

Wasted days you’ve come to pass

So go I know you would not stay
It wasn’t true, but anyway
Pollination yellow cab

You walk up the stairs
See the French kids by the door
Up one more flight
See the buddha on the second floor

Coronation rickshaw grab

So go, I know you would not stay
It wasn’t true, but anyway
Racist dreams you should not have

No excuse to be so callous
Dress yourself in bleeding madras
Charm your way across the Khyber Pass

Stay awake to break the habit
Sing in praise of Jackson Crowter
Watch your step along the arch of glass

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