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Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'till we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive

 

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the dream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger

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A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight

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In the jungle where the beat is strong
Nothing's shocking, loud is long
Like the middle of a dream
I was woken when I screamed
I could never go back to that old prison of my youth
Move forward, someone said, you can make it
Watch your head

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Casey Junior's comin' down the track

Comin' down the track

With a smokey stack

 

Hear him puffin' comin' 'round the hill

Casey's here to thrill

Every Jack and Jill

 

Every time his funny little whistle sounds

Everybody hurries to the Circus grounds

 

Time for lemonade and crackerjacks

Casey Junior's back

Casey Junior's back

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Now he walks in quiet solitude the forest and the streams
Seeking grace in every step he takes
His sight has turned inside himself to try and understand
The serenity of a clear blue mountain lake


And the Colorado rocky mountain high
I've seen it raining fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky mountain high

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Just yesterday mornin', they let me know you were gone
Suzanne the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can't remember who to send it to

 

I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again

 

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3 hours ago, The Real Buffalo Joe said:

A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight

 

A few hours late but couldn't resist:

 

Thela Hun Ginjeet! Thela Hun Ginjeet!

 

 

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3 hours ago, KD in CA said:

A winter's day
In a deep and dark
December
I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock
I am an island

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We come from the land of ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow

 

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new land

To fight the horde and sing, and cry

Valhalla, I am coming

 

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Maxwell Edison, majoring in medicine
Calls her on the phone
"Can I take you out to the pictures
Joa, oa, oa, oan?"

 

But as she's getting ready to go
A knock comes on the door

 

Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer
Came down upon her head
Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer
Made sure that she was dead

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Well it was many years ago now
But I really can't be sure
That's when it all began then
I heard that knock upon my door
And the wolfman's brother
The wolfman's brother
Came down on me
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They met in a hurricane
Standing in the shelter out of the rain
She tucked a note into his hand


Later on they took his car
Drove on down where the beaches are
He wrote her name in the sand
Never even let go of her hand


Somehow they stayed that way
For those 5 days in May
Made all the stars around them shine
Funny how you can look in vain
Living on nerves and such sweet pain
A loneliness that cuts so fine
To find the face you've seen a thousand times


Sometimes the world begins
To set you up on your feet again
It wipes the tears from your eyes
How will you ever know
The way that circumstances go
Always gonna hit you by surprise
I know my part
You were there
In everything I've done
You are the one

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
It rode us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
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I done ran into my baby
And finally found my old blue jean
I done ran into my baby
And finally found my old blue jean
Well, I could tell that they was mine
From the oil and the gasoline


If I ever get back my blue jean
Lord, how happy could one man be
If I ever get back my blue jean
Lord, how happy could one man be
'Cause if I get back those blue jeans
You know, my baby be bringin' 'em home to me

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I been on the road so long it seems
That all I can taste is gasoline
Been on the road long mile after mile
It all looks the same to me after a while
So crow now rooster its the break of day
Twenty-four hours and I can’t stay away

Fried chicken and gasoline
I miss a woman but she don’t miss me
Fried chicken and gasoline

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On the road again
I just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again

 

On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again

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On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
moanin' out his one note song
You can think about the woman
or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering
the way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
and there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
you just wish the trip was through
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The road has got me hypnotized
And I'm speedin' into a new sunrise
When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough
She sends her comfort comin' in from above

 

We don't need no letter at all
We've got a thing that's called radar love
We've got a light in the sky, radar love

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Oh oh, come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road
Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey, I know it's late, we can make it if we run
Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road
Sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road

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She said, "It's none of my business but it breaks my heart"
Dropped a dozen cheap roses in my shopping cart
Made it out to the truck without breaking down
Everybody knows you in a speed trap town
 
Well it's a Thursday night but there's a high school game
Sneak a bottle up the bleachers and forget my name
These 5A bastards run a shallow cross
It's a boy's last dream and a man's first loss
 
And it never did occur to me to leave 'til tonight
And there's no one left to ask if I'm alright
I'll sleep until I'm straight enough to drive, then decide
If there's anything that can't be left behind
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So hard to find my way
Now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day
My, how you have grown
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown-eyed girl


You, my brown-eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da

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They say 3 percent of the people use 5 to 6 percent of their brain
97 percent use 3 percent and the rest goes down the drain
I'll never know which one I am but I'll bet you my last dime
99 percent think we're 3 percent 100 percent of the time.

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And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply"
So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do"
So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that. Huh! Me workin' for you!"

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Preacher man talking on T.V.
Puttin' down the rock and roll
Wants me to send a donation
'Cause he's worried about my soul
He said Jesus walked on the water
And I know that it's true
But sometimes I think that preacherman
Would like to do a little walking too


But I ain't asking nobody for nothin'
If I cant get it on my own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long-haired country boy alone

 

(Yes. I posted two Charlie Daniels Band in a row, but they both worked.)

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Levon's sells cartoon balloons in town
His family business thrives
Jesus blows up balloons all day
Sits on the porch swing watching them fly
And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus
Leave Levon far behind
Take a balloon and go sailing,
While Levon, Levon slowly dies

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I'm buildin' me a rocket ship
To go where womnerns don't give no lip
Imma blastin' off
Baby I'm Venus bound

I've lost my patience with the womerns here
I'm bustin' out of this atmosphere
Imma haulin' ass
Baby I'm Venus bound

I stole a jet plane motor from the surplus yard
I'm gonna strap the thing on to my Cadillac car
I got some nuclear fuel from the power plant
On the day they was closed for a meltdown

I got an oxygen tank and a fire proof suit
A motorsickle helmet and some freeze dried fruit
I'm buildin' me a big 'ol launch pad too
Tomorrow I'm commencing count-down

I'm blasting off to that Venus place
I'll be the only country western troubadour in space

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Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did
And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man
 
And I think it's gonna be a long long time
'Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
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She's a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus and America too
She's a good girl, she's crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too


And it's a long day livin' in Reseda
There's a freeway runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy, 'cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart


And I'm free
Free fallin'
Yeah I'm free
Free fallin'

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He's got an interstate running' through his front yard
You know, he thinks, he's got it so good
And there's a woman in the kitchen cleaning' up evening slop
And he looks at her and says:
"Hey darling, I can remember when you could stop a clock"
 
Oh but ain't that America, for you and me
Ain't that America, we're something to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me, oh for you and me
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