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Miche de Pain
02:11
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Miche de Pain
I’ll était une fois
Une miche de pain nommée Claira
Claira était fait en 2012
Claira vie dans une boulangerie nommée Art-is-in
Et un jour une autre boulangère
Est allé à Art-is-in
Et elle a amenée Claira à une autre boulangerie
Un jour une personne a achetée Claira
Et Claira a été mangé
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Don't Come Running Home
03:44
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DON’T COME RUNNING HOME
VERSE I
You knew it’s only a matter of time, (10)
Before I’d find out about you. (8)
You said you were going out for fresh milk (10)
I know what that’s code for you shrew (8)
“I’ll be out for a while, but not with you” (10)
One can imagine what you’ll do (8)
But what you need to remember this time. (10)
REFRAIN
You won’t be coming back to me, oh, no, (10)
Screw you, don’t you come running home. (8)
VERSE II
You’ll tell me you ran into an old friend (10)
Yeah right, ran into an old friend (8)
So just swap out those nouns, verbs and some tense (10)
Pretty sure I’ll fill out the rest (8)
But what you need to remember this time. (10)�
REFRAIN
You won’t be coming back to me, oh, no, (10)
Screw you, don’t you come running home. (8)
VERSE III
So enjoy your milk, and eat your cake too (10)
You just went from being my boo (8)
To classified another goddamn “who?” (10)�
You’ll never know the hurt you caused (8)
So what you need to remember this time. (10)
REFRAIN
You won’t be coming back to me, oh, no, (10)
Screw you, don’t you come running home. (8)
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BiNg BoNg SoNg
00:36
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You get to decide! <3
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Lost Time
03:30
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LOST TIME
The sin of your blood
But not the burden of your name
You kept your secret
I floated in the shadow of your shame
The weight of your absence
A mere bill you had to pay
You kept your distance
My insecurities forever on display
A classic prescription to fit the description
The shape of your denial
The safe place of your lies
You maintained your front
I sailed by in the obscurity of your pride
Four decades of lost time
A lifetime of lost time
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Never See Me On a Harley
05:42
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You’ll never see me on a Harley
No, me feet won’t touch the ground.
Never rode across the desert
Or blasted boldly through my town.
Never sat tall in the saddle,
Never took an axe to a tree
Never forged currents with a paddle
Nor built a castle for m’ family.
Chorus
Well, I ain’t got no horse or no motorbike
Ain’t got no handle like Rip or Spike
I’ll never be no stud like on TV
‘Cause all I want is my son to be free
No, I’ll never be no man like on TV
‘Cause I just want my son to live free.
Never built a bridge at my work
Never built a tower to last all time
Never had no heavy tool belt
Never done no hard time.
Never had a pick-up built for hauling
Never drove a semi all night long
Never once played on a rock group
Never wrote a decent song
Bridge
These figures they loom large.
They cast a shadow tall.
Who are these manly men,
Who make me feel so small?
The puppet-masters control
Every image that I see
Their ads are everywhere
They overwhelm and swallow me.
Never been drafted for no army
Never shot an arrow or a gun
Never hit a person with my hand
My impulse is just to run.
Never seen a war that worth warrin’
Never seen a fight without a loss
Never seen a war that had winner
Never a cause to justify that cost
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Cory Levesque Ottawa, Ontario
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