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Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town
See me and the boys we don't like it
So were getting up and going down
Hiding low looking right to left
If you see us coming I think it's best
To move away do you hear what I say
From under my breath
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
Some of us won't survive
See the boys and me mean business
Bustin' out dead or alive
I can hear the hound dogs on my trail
All hell breaks loose, alarm and sirens wail
Like the game if you lose
Go to jail
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So woman stay with a friend
You know it's safer
Breakout!
Tonight there's gonna be a breakout
Into the city zones
Don't you dare to try and stop us
No one could for long
Searchlight on my trail
Tonight's the night all systems fail
Hey you good lookin' female
Come here!
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
So woman stay with a friend
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Down from the glen came the marching men
With their shields and their swords
To fight the fight they believed to be right
Overthrow the overlords
To the town where there was plenty
They brought plunder, swords and flame
When they left the town was empty
Children would never play again
From their graves I heard the fallen
Above the battle cry
By that bridge near the border
There were many more to die
Then onward over the mountain
And outward towards the sea
They had come to claim the Emerald
Without it they could not leave
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The boom time it is over
A ghost town is all that's left here
The gold rush it is over
And depression days draw near
Tonight after sundown
I'm going to pack my case
I leave without a sound
Disappear without a trace
I'm going southbound
Drifting like a drover
Chasing my career
From the ships docked in the harbour
New horizons will appear
Tumbling with the tumbleweed
Down the open road
Taking only what I need
Before my head explodes
I'm going southbound
Hey, you're not getting any younger
The wild west has already been won
Northern lights are growing colder
And the old eastern ways are gone
So tonight after sundown
You must go from this place
Without a tear, without a frown
Disappear without a trace
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She's quite the mediator
A smoother operator you will never see
She'll see you later
No one dare disobey her openly
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She got the power
The teen queen, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
She's got the pleasure
Comes from all the cornerstones of the world
She's so fantastic
She's everybody's favorite little record girl
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She got the power
I got the power, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Down on me, Rosalie
Shine on me will you please
From Chattanooga to good old Booga Loosa
You can hear her fine
She makes the choices
Then you'd best be smiling when it's choosing time
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
She is a tower, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
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When I passed you in the doorway
You took me with a glance
I should have took that last bus home
But I asked you for a dance
Now we go steady to the pictures
I always get chocolate stains on my pants
My father he's going crazy
Say's I'm living in a trance
But I'm dancing in the moonlight
It's caught me in its spotlight
It's alright, alright
Dancing in the moonlight
On the long hot summer night
It's three o'clock in the morning
And I'm on the streets again
I disobeyed another warning
I should have been in by ten
Now I won't get out until Sunday
I'll have to say I stayed with friends
But it's a habit worth forming
If it means to justify the end
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At a point below zero
There's no place left to go
Six hundred unknown heroes
Were killed like sleeping buffalo
Through the devil's canyon
Across the battlefield
Death has no companion
The spirit is forced to yield
There goes the bandolero
Through the hole in the wall
He's a coward but doesn't care though
In fact, he doesn't care at all
The general that's commanding
He's defending what he fears
While the troops they are depending
On reinforcements from the rear
If God is in the heavens
How can this happen here?
In His name, they used the weapons
For the massacre
There is a point below zero
Where the sun can see the land
Six hundred unknown heroes
Lay dead in the sand
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Think I'll just fall to pieces
If I don't find something else to do
This sadness never ceases
I'm still in love with you
My head, it keeps on reeling
It's got me in a crazy spin
Darling, darling, darling
Is this the end?
Still in love with you
They say time has a way of healing
Dries all the tears from your eyes
But darling it's this empty feeling
My heart can't disguise
After all that we've been through
I try my best but it's no use
I guess I'll keep on loving you
Is this the end?
Now that it's all over, woman
There's something I think you should know
Baby, baby, think it over
Just one more time before you go
Call on me baby
If there's anything I can do for you
Call on me baby
Help me see it through
I'm still in love with you
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Johnny the Fox he called to Jimmy the Weed
He said "Hey man, I know your name"
I seen you cruising with the low riders
Hanging out down on First street and Main
Tuned into and listen to the Hoodoo Rhythm Devils
Around the Bay
They've got some crazy DJs
Send you right out to heaven
Jimmy the Weed for greed was taken aback
Johnny the Fox you old sly cat
Cleverly the Fox concealed his stash
Crisp dollar bills leave no tracks
In the back of a black cadillac
The voodoo music travels
Down Skid Row only black men can go
The shady deal unravels
Johnny the Fox, hot to hustle
Jimmy the Weed won't use no muscle
that cat's so sly, slick and subtle
Johnny the Fox breaks out the bottle
Tuned into and listening to
The voodoo music travels
The beating drum for the lonely one
Sends you out to heaven
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I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail
A starry night, a campfire light
The coyote call, the howling winds wail
So I ride out to the old sundown
I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail
Lord, I'm just thinking about a certain female
The nights we spent together riding on the range
Looking back it seems so strange
Roll me over and turn me around
Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground
Roll me over and let me go
Running free with the buffalo
I was took in Texas I did not know her name
Lord, all these southern girls seem the same
Down below the border in a town in Mexico
I got my job busting broncs for the rodeo
Roll me over and turn me around
Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground
Roll me over and let me go
Riding in the rodeo
Roll me over and set me free
The cowboy's life is the life for me
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Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven't changed, haven't much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great
They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town
You know the chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming
That night over at Johnny's place
Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chick don't want to know, forget her
Friday night they'll be dressed to kill
Down at Dino's bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
If the boys want to fight, you'd better let them
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long
It won't be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town
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Don't believe me if I tell you
Not a word of this is true
Don't believe me if I tell you
Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you
Don't believe me if I tell you
That I wrote this song for you
There might be some other silly pretty girl
I'm singing it to
Don't believe a word
For words are only spoken
Your heart is like a promise
Made to be broken
Don't believe a word
Words can tell lies
And lies are no comfort
When there's tear in your eyes
Don't believe me if I tell you
Not a word of this is true
Don't believe me if I tell you
Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you
Don't believe a word
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I am the warrior
I serve the death machine
Losers or conquerors
All flash past on my silver screen
Death is no easy answer
For those who wish to know
Ask those who have been before you
What fate the future holds
It ain't pretty...
I am a messenger
The message here, you must know
I am the warrior
I deliver the fatal blow
So fate will have to wait
Till time can heal the scar
My heart is ruled by Venus
And my head by Mars
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Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to rip it up?
Do you know what I'm talking about?
Are you ready to get it up?
Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to hit the floor?
Are you ready lover?
If you're ready, I'm ready!
Are you ready to rip it up?
Are you ready to tear it down?
Do you know what I'm talking about?
I'm not messing you around
Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to hit the floor?
Are you ready lover?
'Cause if you're ready, I'm ready!
Are you ready to rip it up?
Are you ready to tear it down?
Do you know what I'm thinking of?
I'm not messing you around
Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to hit the floor?
Are you ready now?
`Cause if you're ready, I'm ready!
Look out!
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The paper called it suicide
A bullet from a forty-five
Nobody cared and nobody cried
Don't that make you feel sad?
Peter Brent combed his hair
And sent for the police
Policeman came, took Peter's name
God, may he rest in peace
No one saw the note beside the body
No one knew the problems
But my God
Suicide
The body remains unidentified
Forgotten in a file
Like the letter that was blown aside
Don't that make you want to smile?
No one was really satisfied
About number eighty-one
The autopsy proved that Peter lied
But they never could find the gun
No one saw the note beside the body
No one knew the problems
But my God
Suicide
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I said, "Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh baby, baby, baby..."
Baby drives me crazy
Baby drives me crazy
Crazy about you baby
Baby drives me crazy
We're a little bit crazy
Aren't we baby?
Sugar with the sweet night
Sugar with the midnight
Sweet on you sugar
Love a little true love
Sweet on you honey
I said, "Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, b-b-b-baby, b-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby"
I said, "Baby! Baby!"
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I am your main man if you're looking for trouble
I'll take no lip 'cause no ones tougher than me
If I kicked your face you'd soon be seeing double
Hey little girl, keep your hands off me 'cause I'm a rocker
I love to rock and roll
I get my records from the Rock On stall
Sweet rock and roll
Teddy boy, he's got them all
Down at the juke joint me and the boys were stompin'
Bippin' an a boppin', telling a dirty joke or two
In walked this chick and I knew she was up to something
I kissed her right there out of the blue
I said "Hey baby, meet me I'm a tough guy"
Got my cycle outside, you wanna try?
She just looked at me and rolled them big eyes
And said "Ooh I'd do anything for you 'cause you're a rocker"
That's right I'm a rocker
I love to rock and roll
I get my records from the Rock On stall
Sweet rock and roll
Teddy boy, he's got them all
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