"identifier","text","class" 144.0,'Now if you want to hear some boogie like I\'m gonna play \nIt\'s just an old piano and a knockout bass \nThe drummer\'s man\'s a cat they call Charlie McCoy \nYou know, remember that rubber legged boy? \nMama cookin\' chicken fried and bacon grease \nCome on along boys it\'s just down the road apiece \n \nWell there\'s a place you really get your kicks \nIt\'s open every night about twelve to six \nNow if you want to hear some boogie you can get your fill \nAnd shove and sting like an old steam drill \nCome on along you can lose your lead \nDown the road, down the road, down the road apiece \n \nWell there\'s a place you really get your kicks \nIt\'s open every night about twelve to six \nNow if you want to hear some boogie you can get your fill \nAnd shove and sting like an old steam drill \nCome on along you can lose your lead \nDown the road, down the road, down the road apiece\n\n','Rolling Stones' 101.0,'Did you ever feel the pain \nThat he felt upon the cross \nDid you ever feel the knife \nTearing flesh that\'s oh so soft \n \nDid you ever touch the night \nDid you ever count the cost \nDo you hide away the fear \nPut down paradise as lost \n \nYeah you\'re blinded by rainbows \nWatching the wind blow \nBlinded by rainbows \nDo you dream at night \nDo you sleep at night \nI doubt it \n \nDid you ever feel the blast \nAs the semtex bomb goes off \nDo you ever hear the screams \nAs the limbs are all torn off \nDid you ever kiss the child \nWho just saw his father shot \nDo you ever shed a tear \nAs the war drags on and on \n \nDo you ever touch the night \nOr is it just another job \nDo you feel the final hours \nPut down paradise as lost \n \nYeah you\'re blinded by rainbows \nAnd faces in windows \nBlinded by rainbows \nDo you dream at night \nDo you sleep at night \nI doubt it \n \nDo you ever fear the night \nCould it be the war is lost \nDo you fear the final hour \nDo you kneel before the cross \n \nYou\'re blinded by rainbows \nAnd watching the wind blow \nBlinded by rainbows \nDo you dream at night \nDo you scream at night \nDo you smell of fear \nIs your conscience clear \nAre you caked in sweat \n \nAre your clothes all wet \nDo you see the light \nIs the end in sight \nSee the face of Christ \nEnter paradise \nI doubt it\n\n','Rolling Stones' 286.0,'You can walk through fire \nMake the north wind blow \nSqueeze \'n\' tease me honey \nWhen you shake your body \nYou move my soul \nLet me be your lover \nWon\'t you let me be your child \nTake me through your universe \nYa\'know that when you smile \nYou drive me wild \n \nLove child \nDriving me wild \nLove child \nAlways teasin\' me \n \nYou can ride your pony \nDay dream in fairy tales \nAll I know is I need more \nWhen I see you dance the seven veils\n\n','Deep Purple' 279.0,'Have you ever had a woman that could make you crazy \nHave you ever had a woman that could drive you mad \nHave you ever had a woman give you so much trouble \nAnd the best lovin\' you ever had \n \nMy friends all say I\'m losing it big time \nBut I know where I\'ve got to go \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back there again \nBack to the house of pain \n \nHave you ever had a rock that just keeps on rollin\' \nHave you ever seen a train comin\' down the track \nHave you ever jumped into the cold, cold never \nAnd know there\'s no turning back \n \nMy friends all say I\'m crazy, baby \nBut I know where I\'ve got to go \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going home \nBack to the house of pain \n \nHave you ever had a weight that was much too heavy \nHave you ever had a burden that was yours alone \nHave you ever spent a night when you keep on waiting \nStaring at the telephone \n \nMy friends all say I\'m crazy, baby \nBut I know where I\'ve got to go \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back to my woman \nBack to the house of pain \nThen I run away \n \nMy friends all say I\'m losing it big time \nBut I know where I\'ve got to go \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back there again \nI\'m going back there again \nBack to the house of pain \n \nYou\'ll always be my inspiration \nI love you from afar\n\n','Deep Purple' 201.0,'Little Indian girl, where is your mama? \nLittle Indian girl, where is your papa? \nHe\'s fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya \nAll the children were dead, except for the girl who said \n \n\"Please Mister Gringo, please find my father\" \nLesson number one that you learn while you\'re young \nLife just goes on and on getting harder and harder \nLittle Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada \n \nLittle Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada \nYes, I saw them today. It\'s a sight I would say \nThey\'re shooting down planes with their M-16 and with laughter \n \nMa says there\'s no food, there\'s nothing left in the larder \nLast piece of meat was eaten by the soldiers that raped her \nAll the children were dead, except for the girl who said \n\"Please Mister Gringo, please find my father\" \n \nLesson number one that you learn while you\'re young \nLife just goes on and on getting harder and harder \nLife just goes on and on getting harder and harder \nLittle Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada \n \nYes, I saw them today. It\'s a sight I would say \nThey\'re shooting down planes with their M-16 and with laughter \n \nMr. Gringo, my father he ain\'t no Che Guevara \nAnd he\'s fighting the war on the streets of Masaya \nLittle Indian girl where is your father? \nLittle Indian girl where is your momma? \nThey\'re fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola\n\n','Rolling Stones' 245.0,'Flying through the night in a beat up wagon \nA mike stand up my jacksy \nGive me a beer and I\'ll stand on a chair \nAnd slip into something sexy \nBlack Cat Woolwich, The Tiger\'s Head \nThe Cafe des Artistes, The Revolution and the Bag O\' Nails \n \nI\'ll see you down the Speak\' \nYour Ma said you slept real good in your food last night \nBut you couldn\'t hold it down \nAnd you broke up a damn good fight \nLigging at the Old Marquee, spinning Jack a line \nEven he knew better than me, back in sixty nine \n \nSixty nine, sixty nine \nSixty nine, sixty nine \n \nOn the road to Paradiso \nBack of your head, got to pay some dues \nRugged looked down as the Thames swallowed \nHis life at the Boathouse, Kew \nHot girls, no AC, cheap TV, sleep on the floor \nHallelujah what\'s a roadie, hush my baby sleep no more\n\n','Deep Purple' 357.0,'Here\'s father, his heart screwed on \nYes, here he\'s got it I\'m sure \n\'Cause he lost his life in an accident \nFound his heart in the man next door \nWhat exactly is gonna happen \nWhen they do transplant the brain \nWill my borrowed brain still compute the same \nOr will my daughter suffer so much more \n \nHere comes the girl, she\'s got her head screwed on \nBut it ain\'t screwed on right \nHer ambition is to be a prostitute \nBut the breaks just weren\'t right \nWhat exactly is gonna happen, tell me \nWhen her father finds out \nThat his virgin daughter has bordello dreams \nAnd that he\'s the one she wants to try out \nYeah \n \nThere\'s ma, she\'s living dangerously \nIt\'s a cinch she\'ll try it anything twice \nShe thinks she can run right to the whirlpool\'s edge \nAnd stop herself just in time \nWhat exactly is gonna happen \nWhen she finally fizzles out \nThe lovers will just be sucked into \nTo see what the colours of death are all about \n \nHere\'s the son, has his legs a-screwed on \nYeah, they\'re screwed on pretty tight \nBut his brain is loose and it ain\'t no use \nHe\'s already lost the fight \nWhat exactly is gonna happen \nWhen he\'s finally realized \nThat he can\'t play his guitar like E.G. Jim \nOr write St. Augustine if he tried \n \nThat\'s what happens \nWhen a family finds out \nThat they\'ve been in orbit now for a thousand years \nAnd need a thousand more to climb out\n\n','Rolling Stones' 153.0,'When I come home baby \nAnd I\'ve been working all night long \nI put my daughter on my knee, and she says \n\"Daddy what\'s wrong?\" \nI put my head on her shoulder \nShe whispers in my ear so sweet \nYou know what she says? \n\"Daddy you\'re a fool to cry \nYou\'re a fool to cry \nAnd it makes me wonder why\" \n \nYou know, I got a woman \nAnd she lives in the poor part of town \nAnd I go see her sometimes \nAnd we make love, so fine \nI put my head on her shoulder \nShe says, \"Tell me all your troubles\" \nYou know what she says? \nShe says, \"Daddy you\'re a fool to cry \nYou\'re a fool to cry \nAnd it makes me wonder why\" \n \nDaddy you\'re a fool to cry \nOh, I love you so much baby \nDaddy you\'re a fool to cry \nDaddy you\'re a fool to cry, yeah \nShe says, \"Daddy you\'re a fool to cry \nYou\'re a fool to cry \nAnd it makes me wonder why\" \n \nShe says, \"Daddy you\'re a fool to cry \nDaddy you\'re a fool to cry \nDaddy you\'re a fool to cry \nDaddy you\'re a fool to cry \n \nEven my friends say to me sometimes \nAnd make out like I don\'t understand them \nYou know what they say? \nThey say, \"Daddy you\'re a fool to cry \nYou\'re a fool to cry \nYou\'re a fool to cry \nAnd it makes me wonder why\" \n \nI\'m a fool baby \nI\'m a fool baby \nI\'m a certified fool, now \nI want to tell ya \nGotta tell ya, baby \nI\'m a fool baby \nI\'m a fool baby \nCertified fool for ya, mama, come on \nI\'m a fool \nI\'m a fool \nI\'m a fool\n\n','Rolling Stones' 157.0,'I had a dream last night \nThat I was piloting a plane \nAnd all the passengers were drunk and insane \nI crash landed in a Louisiana swamp \nShot up a horde of zombies \nBut I come out on top \nWhat\'s it all about? \nIt just reflects my mood \n \nSitting in the dirt \nFeeling kind of hurt \nAaaaall I hear is doooom and gloom \nAnd aaaaall is darkness in my room \nThrough the light your face I see \nBaby take a chance \nBaby won\'t you dance with meeeeee \n \nLost all that treasure in an overseas war \nIt just goes to show you don\'t get what you paid for \nBattle to the rich and you worry about the poor \nPut my feet up on the couch \nAnd lock all the doors \nHear a funky noise \nThat\'s the tightening of the screeeeews \n \nI\'m feeling kind of hurt \nSitting in the dirt \nAaaaall I hear is doooom and gloom \nBut when those drums go boom boom boom \nThrough the night your face I see \nBaby take a chance \nBaby won\'t you dance with meeee \nYeah \nBaby won\'t you dance with meeee \nOh yeah \n \nFracking deep for... \nBut there\'s nothing in the sump \nThere\'s kids all picking \nAr the garbage dumb \nI\'m running out of water \nSo I better prime the pump \nI\'m trying to stay sober \nBut I end up drunk \n \nWe\'ll be eating dirt \nLiving on the side of the roooaaad \nThere\'s some food for thought \nKind of makes your head explode \nFeeling kind of hurt \nYeah \n \nBut aaaall I hear is doooom and gloom \nAnd aaaaall is darkness in my room \nThrough the night your face I see \nBaby come on \nBaby won\'t you dance with me \nYeah \nYeah \nBaby won\'t you dance with me \nI\'m feeling kind of hurt \nBaby won\'t you dance with meeeee \nYeah \nCome on \nBaby won\'t you dance with me \nI\'m sitting in the dirt \nBaby won\'t you dance with me!\n\n','Rolling Stones' 320.0,'We all came out to Montreux \nOn the Lake Geneva shoreline \nTo make records with a mobile \nWe didn\'t have much time \nFrank Zappa and the Mothers \nWere at the best place around \nBut some stupid with a flare gun \nBurned the place to the ground \nSmoke on the water, fire in the sky \n \nThey burned down the gambling house \nIt died with an awful sound \nFunky Claude was running in and out \nPulling kids out the ground \nWhen it all was over \nWe had to find another place \nBut Swiss time was running out \nIt seemed that we would lose the race \nSmoke on the water, fire in the sky \n \nWe ended up at the grand hotel \nIt was empty cold and bare \nBut with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside \nMaking our music there \nWith a few red lights and a few old beds \nWe make a place to sweat \nNo matter what we get out of this \nI know we\'ll never forget \nSmoke on the water, fire in the sky\n\n','Deep Purple' 237.0,'I\'m the man on the mountain, come on up. \nI\'m the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud. \nYes, I\'m fumbling and I know my car don\'t start. \nYes, I\'m stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar. \n \nGive me little drink from your loving cup. \nJust one drink and I\'ll fall down drunk. \n \nI\'m the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun. \nI\'m the man that brings you roses when you ain\'t got none. \nWell I can run and jump and fish, but I won\'t fight \nYou if you want to push and pull with me all night. \n \nGive me little drink from you loving cup. \nJust one drink and I\'ll fall down drunk. \n \nI feel so humble with you tonight, \nJust sitting in front of the fire. \nSee your face dancing in the flame, \nFeel your mouth kissing me again, \nWhat a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz, \nWhat a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz. \nOh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz. \n \nYes, I am nitty gritty and my shirt\'s all torn, \nBut I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn. \n \nGive me little drink from your loving cup. \nJust one drink and I\'ll fall down drunk.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 108.0,'Well she drew out all her money out from southern trust \nAnd put a little boy aboard a greyhound bus \nLeaving Louisiana for the golden west \nDown came her tears from her happiness \nHer own little son named Johnny B Goode \nWas gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood \n \nBye bye bye bye \nBye bye bye bye \nBye bye Johnny bye bye Johnny B Goode \n \nWell she remember taking money out from gathering crops \nAnd buying Johnny\'s guitar at a broker shop \nAs long as he could play it by the railroad side \nAnd wouldn\'t get in trouble she\'d be satisfied \nNever thought there\'d ever come a day like this \nWhen she would gladly give her son a goodbye kiss \n \nBye bye bye bye \nBye bye bye bye \nBye bye Johnny bye bye Johnny B Goode \n \nWell she finally got the letter she was dreaming of \nJohnny wrote and told her he had fell in love \nAs soon as he was married he would bring her back \nAnd build a mansion for her by the railroad tracks \nAnd every time they heard the locomotive roar \nThey\'d be a standing, waving in the kitchen door \n \nHowling bye bye bye bye \nNow bye bye bye bye \nBye bye Johnny bye bye Johnny B Goode\n\n','Rolling Stones' 328.0,'There\'s a full time reservation \nMade in a bar at the railway station. \nAnd there\'s a story, a kind of fable, \nOn a card at the corner table. \nOn it is a message, been there some time. \nIt starts off, \"The coffee tasted so fine\" \nIt says, \"One day, this may find you, \nThese few words may just remind you. \nWe sat here together just to pass time, \nYou said how the coffee tasted so fine. \" \nIt goes on to say, \"I love you. \nIf you should find this I must hear from you. \" \nIt gives a number but the name has faded away. \nAll that is left are just the words, \"Maybe someday\" \nThat\'s the story and the fable, \nNever leave alone from a corner table. \nDoo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, \nDoo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo.\n\n','Deep Purple' 225.0,'You go and I\'ll come with you little baby \nYou go and I\'ll go with you little baby \nYou go and I\'ll come with you \nYou bet your life that I\'ll walk with you \nYou go and I\'ll come with you little baby \n \nYou go to court and I\'ll come along \nYou go to jail and I\'ll get your bond \nYou got time tell you what I\'ll do \nI\'ll stay outside and wait for you \n \nYou go and I\'ll come with you little baby \nYou go and I\'ll go with you little baby \nYou go and I\'ll come with you \nYou bet your life that I\'ll walk with you \nYou go and I\'ll come with you little baby \n \nYou go to church and I\'ll go there too \nYou go to work tell you what I\'ll do \nYou get paid and I\'ll hold the money \nBe right there to protect you honey \n \nYou go and I\'ll come with you little baby \nYou go and I\'ll go with you little baby \nYou go and I\'ll come with you \nYou bet your life that I\'ll walk with you \nYou go and I\'ll come with you little baby \n \nYou get the fare I\'ll go the show \nYou bet the horses and I\'ll pick up the \nDough \nYou work hard and it hurt my pride \nI\'ll be there right by your side\n\n','Rolling Stones' 208.0,'It\'s not easy \nIt\'s not easy living on your own \nIt\'s not easy \nIt\'s not easy living on your own \nAnd it\'s hard (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s hard (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s a pretty hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nIt\'s not easy living on your own \n \nAll of the things that you used to do \nIf they\'re done now, well they\'re done by you \nIt seems a big failing in a man \nTo take his girl for granted if he can \n \nAnd it\'s hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s hard (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s a pretty hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nIt\'s not easy livin\' on your own \n \nThere\'s no place where you can call home \nGot me running like a cat in a thunderstorm \nJust a big bed and a telephone \nLike the last remnants of a stately home \n \nAnd it\'s a pretty hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s hard (it\'s not easy) \nWell, it\'s a pretty hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nIt\'s not easy livin\' on your own \n \nAnd it\'s hard (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s hard (it\'s not easy) \nAnd it\'s a pretty hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nIt\'s not easy living on your own \n \nSit here thinking with your head of fire \nGo think the same thing and never tire \nImaginin\' the glow of her long clean hair \nAs she goes to sit on her own high chair \n \nAnd it\'s hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nWell, it\'s a pretty hard thing (it\'s not easy) \nWell, it\'s hard babe (it\'s not easy) \nIt\'s not easy livin\' on your own \n \nIt\'s not easy (a pretty tough thing) \nIt\'s not easy (well, life pretty rough) \nIt\'s not easy (it\'s a hard time baby) \nIt\'s not easy (it\'s a hard time baby) \nIt\'s not easy (it\'s a pretty hard life)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 113.0,'No good, can\'t speak, wound up, no sleep. \nSky diver insider her, skip rope, stunt flyer. \nWounded lover, got no time on hand. \nOne last cycle, thrill freak Uncle Sam. \nPause for bus\'ness, hope you\'ll understand. \nJudge and jury walk out hand in hand. \nDietrich movies, close up boogies, \nKissing cunt in Cannes. \n \nGrotesque music, million dollar sad. \nGot no tactics, got no time on hand. \nLeft shoe shuffle, right shoe muffle, \nSinking in the sand. \nFade out freedom, steaming heat on, \nWatch that hat in black. \nFinger twitching, got no time on hand.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 100.0,'The queen of the Nile \nShe laid on her throne \nAnd she was drifting downstream \nOn a barge that was burnished with gold \nRoyal purple the sails \nSo sweetly perfumed \nAnd poor Mark Antony\'s \nSenses were drowned \nAnd his future was doomed \n \nHe was blinded by love \nHe was blinded by love \n \nThe Philistines paid \nFor Samson\'s blind rage \nThe secrets that two lovers share \nShould never have been betrayed \n \nHe was blinded by love \nHe was blinded by love \n \nNow it\'s no use crying or weeping \nYou better lock up your soul for safe keeping \nPromise me \n \nThe poor Prince of Wales \nHe gave up his crown \nAll for the trivial pursuit of \nA parvenu second-hand lady \nSo lovers beware \nIf you lose your heart \nCareful now, don\'t lose your mind \nDon\'t mortgage your soul to a stranger \n \nDon\'t be blinded by love \nDon\'t be blinded by love \n \nBlinded by love \nBlinded by love\n\n','Rolling Stones' 324.0,'We had a lot of luck on Venus \nWe always had a ball on Mars \nMeeting all the groovey people \nWe\'ve rocked the Milky Way so far \nWe danced around with Borealice \nWe\'re space truckin\' round the the stars \nCome on let\'s go Space Truckin\' \n \nRemember when we did the moonshot \nAnd Pony Trekker led the way \nWe\'d move to the Canaveral moonstop \nAnd everynaut would dance and sway \nWe got music in our solar system \nWe\'re space truckin\' round the stars \nCome on let\'s go Space Truckin\' \n \nThe fireball that we rode was moving \nBut now we\'ve got a new machine \nYeah Yeah Yeah Yeah the freaks said \nMan those cats can really swing \nThey got music in their solar system \nThey\'ve rocked around the Milky Way \nThey dance around the Borealice \nThey\'re Space Truckin\' everyday \nCome on \n\n','Deep Purple' 196.0,'Well I\'m a king bee \nBuzzing around your hive \nWell I\'m a king bee, baby \nBuzzing around your hive \nYeah I can make honey baby \nLet me come inside \n \nWell I\'m a king bee \nWant you to be my queen \nWell I\'m a king bee, baby \nWant you to be my queen \nTogether we can make honey \nThe world has never seen \n \nWell, buzz a while... \nSting you bad... \n \nWell I\'m a king bee \nCan buzz all night long \nWell I\'m a king bee, baby \nCan buzz all night long \nYeah I can buzz better baby \nWhen your man is gone\n\n','Rolling Stones' 164.0,'Gonna go downtown \nGonna get my gun \nGonna dress real sharp \nGonna beat my drum \nI ain\'t gonna lie \n \nGonna walk so slow \nGonna talk just right \nAnd my diamond ring \nGonna shine so bright \nI ain\'t gonna lie \n \nI\'ve got a debt to repay \nI ain\'t gonna cry \nI put a gun in your face \nYou\'ll pay with your life \n \nAnd I got my ears \nAnd I got my eyes \nAnd I got my narks \nAnd my alibis \nI won\'t waste your time \n \nYou made one false move \nYou made one mistake \nWhen the juice is squeezed \nThat\'s the way it breaks \nYou\'ll pay for your crime \n \nYour tongue lickin\' way out of place \nI\'ll rip it out \nI\'ll stick a gun in your face \nYou\'ll pay with your life \n \nI taught her everything I taught her how to dream \nI taught her everything \nI\'m gonna teach her how to scream \nI taught her all she knows \nI taught her how to lie \nI taught her everything \nI\'m gonna teach her how to cry \n \nAnd you cause me hurt \nAnd you cause me pain \nAnd you turned the tap \nOn my burning rage \nAnd I can\'t put it out \n \nGonna leave no sign \nGonna leave no trace \nGonna leave this town \nIn a state of grace \nGive me the power \n \nI got a debt to repay \nI ain\'t gonna lie \nI put a gun in your face \nYou\'ll pay for the crime \n \nI taught her everything \nI taught her how to speak \nI taught her all she knows \nI taught her how to eat \nI half invented her \nAnd now she acts so chic \nI taught her everything \nBut now she\'s obsolete \n \nI taught her everything \nHow to read and write \nI taught her all she knows \nShe was a neophyte \nI taught her everything \nI loved to watch her grow \nI taught her everything \nAnd now I want to see her go \n \nI taught her everything \nI got a debt to repay \nI ain\'t gonna cry \nI\'ll put a gun in your face \nYou\'re playing with your life \n \nI taught her everything \nI taught her how to cheat \nI taught her all she knows \nShe was so indiscreet \nI taught her everything \nI taught her how to lie \nI taught her everything \nI\'m gonna teach her how to cry\n\n','Rolling Stones' 128.0,'Well you\'re crazy Mama \nWith your ball and chain \nAnd your sawn off shotgun \nBlown out brains, yeah \n \nYou can scandalize me \nScorn my name \nYou can steal my money \nAnd that don\'t mean a doggone thing \n \nCause if you really think you can push it \nI\'m going to bust your knees with a bullet \nYour crazy mama, ah yeah \n \nWell your old time religion \nIs just a superstition \nYou going to pay high prices \nFor your sacrificises \n \nWell your blood and thunder \nSure can\'t faze me none \nIf your going to keep on coming \nI\'m gonna take it all head on \n \nIf you don\'t believe I\'m going to do it \nJust wait till you get hit by that bullet \n \nDon\'t think I ain\'t thought about it \nBut it sure makes my shackles rise \nAnd cold blood murder \nMake me want to draw the line \n \nWell your crazy mama \nWith your ball and chain \nPlain psychotic \nPlain insane \n \nIf you don\'t think I\'m gonna do it \nJust wait for the thud of the bullet\n\n','Rolling Stones' 8.0,'The sky is red, I don\'t understand, \npast midnight I still see the land. \nPeople are sayin\' the woman is damned, \nshe makes you burn with a wave of her hand. \nThe city\'s a blaze, the town\'s on fire. \nThe woman\'s flames are reaching higher. \nWe were fools, we called her liar. \nAll I hear is \"Burn!\" \n \nI didn\'t believe she was devil\'s sperm. \nShe said, \"Curse you all, you\'ll never learn! \nWhen I leave there\'s no return.\" \nThe people laughed till she said, \"Burn!\" \nWarning came, no one cared. \nEarth was shakin\', we stood and stared. \nWhen it came no one was spared. \nStill I hear \"Burn!\" \n \nYou know we had no time, \nwe could not even try. \nYou know we had no time. \n \nYou know we had no time, \nwe could not even try. \nYou know we had no time. \n \nThe sky is red, I don\'t understand, \npast midnight I still see the land. \nPeople are sayin\' the woman is damned, \nshe makes you burn with a wave of her hand. \nWarning came, no one cared. \nEarth was shakin, we stood and stared. \nWhen it came no one was spared. \nStill I hear \"Burn!\"\n\n','Deep Purple' 24.0,'When I was younger, so much younger than today \nI never needed anybody\'s help in any way \nBut now these days are gone, I\'m not so self assured \nNow I find I\'ve changed my mind, opened up the door \n \nHelp me if you can I\'m feeling down, \nBut I do appreciate your being \'round \nHelp me get my feet back on the ground \nWon\'t you please help me? \n \nAnd now my life has changed in oh so many ways \nMy independence seems to vanish in the haze \nBut every now and then I feel so insecure \nNow I know I need you like I\'ve never done before \n \nHelp me if you can I\'m feeling down, \nBut I do appreciate your being \'round me \nHelp me get my feet back on the ground \nWon\'t you please help me, my love? \n \n(Help) I need somebody \n(Help) Not just anybody \n(Help) I need someone \n \nWon\'t you please help me, my love? \nHelp me baby, help me\n\n','Deep Purple' 50.0,'Shiny silver faces, coloured paper falling into their hand. \nNever to be seen again it must have been a one night stand. \nUp until the dawn I could have sworn that everything was alright. \nThieving bastards stole my life and legged it off into the night. \nIt\'s a dirty business it\'s a dirty game. \nEverybody different but they\'re all the same. \nThey draw you in you hear a siren call. \nBuild you up so they can see you fall. \nYou\'ve seen it all before. \nBeen there since time began. \nYou know what\'s coming next. \nEverything gets out of hand. \nThey\'ve got the lot and god knows what they think that the deserve even more. \nPsychopathic tendencies, they\'ve got a lot of answer for. \nScratch my back and I\'ll stab Yours, no wonder it\'s a universal sickness. \nWho are they, you well might ask, come with me and you can be my whitness. \nIt\'s a dirty business it\'s a crying shame. \nYou blink your eye and all the laws have changed. \nThey draw you in you hear a siren call. \nBuild you up so they can see you fall. \nYou\'ve seen it all before. \nBeen there since time began. \nYou know what\'s coming next. \nEverything gets out of hand. \nIt\'s a dirty business it\'s crying shame. \nYou blink your eye and all the laws have changed. \nThey say the vulture is a bird of prey. \nNo-one told me it would come this way. \nYou seen it all before. \nBeen there since time began. \nYou know what\'s coming next. \nEverything, everything gets out of hand.\n\n','Deep Purple' 304.0,'I\'m living in this line \nI know my place, could think of no way \nOf edging along in a loser\'s race \nThe line was moving slowly \nDay by night \nEverybody\'s shuffling on to keep a place in the line \n \nNine long years I\'ve been in line \nGetting nowhere there is no reason \nFor this line I don\'t care. \nEverybody\'s standing in the burning sun \nEverybody\'s shuffling on keeping a place in the line \n \nDon\'t you think we\'re gonna make it \nWe\'ve got a place in line \nWe\'re gonna make it some time \nSomehow\n\n','Deep Purple' 154.0,'(Neville) \nWent to the fortune teller \nHad my fortune read \nI didn\'t know what to tell her \nI had the dizzy feeling in my head \n \nThen she took a look at my palm \nShe said sonny your fields out of wong \nShe looked into her crystal ball \nAnd said you\'re in love \n \nI said I couldn\'t that be so \nI\'m not passion with the girls I know \nShe said when the next one arrives \nYou\'ll be looking into her eyes \n \nI left there in a hurry \nLooking forward to my big surprise \nThe next day I discovered \nThat the fortune teller told me a lie \n \nI hurried back down to that woman \nAs mad as I could be \nI told her I didn\'t see nobody \nWhy\'d she make a fool out of me \n \nThen something struck me \nAs if it came from up above \nWhile looking at the fortune teller \nI fell in love \n \nNow I\'m a happy fellow \nWell I\'m married to the fortuen teller \nWe\'re happy as we can be \nNow I get my fortune told for free \n \nNow I\'m a happy fellow \nWell I\'m married to the fortune teller \nWe\'re happy as we can be \nAnd I get my fortune told for free\n\n','Rolling Stones' 89.0,'I said the joint was rocking \nGoin\' round and round \nYeah, reeling and a rocking \nWhat a crazy sound \nAnd they never stopped rocking \n\'Til the moon went down \n \nWell it sounds so sweet \nI had to take me chance \nRose out of my seat \nI just had to dance \nStarted moving my feet \nWhoa to clapping my hands \n \nI said the joint was a rocking \nGoin\' round and round \nYeah, reeling and a rocking \nWhat a crazy sound \nAnd they never stopped rocking \n\'Til the moon went down \n \nYeah at twelve o\'clock \nYeah the place was packed \nFront doors was locked \nYeah the place was packed \nAnd when the police knocked \nThose doors flew back \n \nBut they kept on rocking \nGoin\' round and round \nYeah, reeling and a rocking \nWhat a crazy sound \nAnd they never stopped rocking \n\'Til the moon went down \n \nAnd they go on rocking \nGoin\' round and round \nYeah, reeling and a rocking \nWhat a crazy sound \nAnd they never stopped rocking \n\'Til the moon went down \n \nWell the joint stayed a rocking \nGoin\' round and round \nYeah, reeling and a rocking \nWhat a crazy sound \nAnd they never stopped rocking \n\'Til the moon went down\n\n','Rolling Stones' 265.0,'I was born a rambling man \nAn\' I never got the chance \nTo settle down an\' get a hold on love \nTakin\' air an\' movin\' around \nIs all I can see that I\'m doin\' \nAn\' it is bringin\' me down \nDrivin\' on a highway going nowhere \nDesolation destination \nGuess I\'ll find it somewhere \nI know if there\'s trouble \nI ain\'t takin\' the blame \nThat\'s why I keep movin\' \nSo nobody knows my name \n \nBorn a loser \nI\'m beyond the law \nWomen behind me \nNever can find me \nThey can never get together \nWhat I\'ve been here for \n\'cause I\'m a drifter \n \nRollin\' on \nAin\'t wastin\' my time no more\n\n','Deep Purple' 86.0,'Angie, Angie \nWhen will those clouds all disappear? \nAngie, Angie \nWhere will it lead us from here? \nWith no lovin\' in our souls and no money in our coats \nYou can\'t say we\'re satisfied \nBut Angie, Angie \nYou can\'t say we never tried \n \nAngie, you\'re beautiful \nBut ain\'t it time to say goodbye \nAngie, I still love you baby \nRemember all those nights we cried \nAll the dreams we held so close \nSeemed to all go up on a smoke \nLet me whisper in your ear \nAngie, Angie \nWhere will it lead us from here? Yeah \n \nOh Angie don\'t you weep \nAll your kisses still taste sweet \nI hate that sadness in your eyes \nBut Angie, ain\'t it time we say goodbye \nWith no lovin\' in our souls and no money in our coats \nYou can\'t say we\'re satisfied \nBut Angie, I still love you baby \nEverywhere I look I see your eyes \nThere ain\'t a woman that comes close to you \nCome on baby dry your eyes \nBut Angie, Angie \nAin\'t it good to be alive \n \nAngie, Angie, you can\'t say we never tried.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 272.0,'I\'m crying I\'m dying \n \nI can see what\'s wrong with me \nIt\'s in my head \n \nI can see what\'s gonna be \nAs I lie in my bed \n \nMan is not my brotherhood \nI am of the dead \n \nI died as I lived as I loved and was born \nOn some distant hill \n \nThe reasons to hide were the reasons I cried \nFools pass laughing still \n \nThere can be bad blood in all I can see \nIt\'s in my brain \n \nYou don\'t know the pain I feel \nAs I must live again \n \nRocks and stones can\'t bruise my soul but \nTears will leave a stain \n \nThey smile to themselves as they lay down my head \nOn some distant hill \n \nThe blind and the child sweep a tear from their eye \nFools smile as they kill \n \nI got my own way to go and now I want \nTo take your minds \n \nI believe if you could see \nThe blood between the lines \n \nI believe that you could be \nA better kind \n \nPlease lead the way so the unborn can play \nOn some greener hill \n \nLaugh as the flames eat their burning remains \nFools die laughing still\n\n','Deep Purple' 35.0,'I threw a rock in the lake and it sank to the bottom \nThe waves spread out but the rock got forgotten \nThe ripples came back just as we feared \nLooking for the rock but the hole disappeared \nIt\'s somewhere in the middle some ways down \nThe last guy that went looking almost certainly drowned \n \nHe ran out of time \nHe can kiss tomorrow goodbye \n \nYes I piss in the water and burn down the trees \nI watch as the creatures fall to their knees \nThey ain\'t got a clue as disaster looms \nThey\'re too busy choking on toxic fumes \nThey got no hope and there\'s no point running \nNo matter what they do I keep on coming \n \nThey ran out of time \nThey can kiss tomorrow goodbye \n \nI did a bad thing \nI did a bad thing \nI did a bad thing \nI did a bad thing \n \nWell hallelujah and holy mackerel \nAll we got left is a thief and a jackal \nThe writing is big and it\'s there on the wall \nOh how the mighty empires fall \nThere\'s nothing to fix it\'s much too late \nSit down and prepare to meet your fate \n \nYou have ran out of time \nKiss tomorrow goodbye\n\n','Deep Purple' 30.0,'So many signs \nSo many ways \nIt\'s a living thing \nNo need to rush \nThe buzz will last for days \n \nWhen you discover \nI\'m just a man \nTake it girl \nOr leave it \nDon\'t be reading out the label on the can \n \nI got your number \nI got your number \nI got your number \n \nI\'ll be your lover \nI\'ll be your friend \nI\'ll be your friend \nAnd your brother in love \nBut that\'s where the story ends \n \nIf you say jump \nI\'ll do it with affection \nBut don\'t get pissed \nIf I don\'t move \nToo fast in your direction \n \nI got your number \nI got your number \nI got your number \n \nIt\'s that same old nonsense \nThat same old look \nBut now I\'m turning back \nAnd I can read you like a book \nIt all means nothing \nNothing at all \nIt\'s the same old business \nMan it drives me up the wall \n \nYou made the potion too strong \nI feel I\'m going soft \nI\'ve been that way far too long \nYou see, now it\'s wearing off \n \nSo many times \nSo many days \nIt\'s a spiritual thing \nThat loving touch \nI thought you\'d be amazed \n \nI like the distance \nI like the space \nThe money\'s good \nThe rent is cheap \nAnd I can read suspicion on your face \n \nI got your number \nI got your number \nI got your number\n\n','Deep Purple' 74.0,'You\'re the kind of person you meet at certain dismal dull affairs. \nCenter of a crowd, talking much too loud running up and down the stairs. \nWell, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years. \nAnd though you\'ve tried you just can\'t hide your eyes are edged with tears. \n \nYou better stop, look around, \nHere it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \n \nWhen you were a child you were treated kind \nBut you were never brought up right. \nYou were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night. \nYour mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax. \nAnd your father\'s still perfecting ways of making sealing wax. \n \nYou better stop, look around, \nHere it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \n \nOh, who\'s to blame, that girl\'s just insane. \nWell nothing I do don\'t seem to work, \nIt only seems to make matters worse. Oh please. \n \nYou were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind. \nAnd after that you turned your back on treating people kind. \nOn our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind. \nBut after a while I realized you were disarranging mine. \n \nYou better stop, look around, \nHere it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \n \nOh, who\'s to blame, that girl\'s just insane. \nWell nothing I do don\'t seem to work, \nIt only seems to make matters worse. Oh please. \n \nWhen you were a child you were treated kind \nBut you were never brought up right. \nYou were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night. \nYour mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax. \nAnd your father\'s still perfecting ways of making sealing wax. \n \nYou better stop, look around, \nHere it comes \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown. \nHere comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 282.0,'My shoes are heavy \nMy feet are winding down \nI look for her in corners \nBut she\'s not around \nWhat I eat is eating me \nIt hits me hard \nI\'m one jack short of a royal flush \nA stranger holds the card \nHere come the salvation in the shape of my guitar \nAnd I\'m gonna ride it like a shooting star \n \nI don\'t want your money \nI don\'t want your soul \nI don\'t need a reason \nI just want to get right down and lick it up \n \nMother Mercy told me \nA picture never lies \nShe told me no self respecting hero ever cries \nThe prisoner walks in circles \nThe victim walks alone \nScissors cut the paper \nThe paper wraps the stone \nStanding at the entrance to the gates of paradise \nThe lights go down, the heat goes up, that\'s when I cry \n \nI don\'t want your money \nI don\'t want your soul \nI don\'t a reason \nI just want to get right down and lick it up \n \nI put my faith in fortune reaching for the sky \nThe only game in town that gets me high \n \nI don\'t want your money \nI just want to get right down and lick it up \nI don\'t want your soul \nI just want to get right down and lick it up \nI don\'t need a reason \nI just want to get right down and lick it up\n\n','Deep Purple' 339.0,'Wait before you go, \nSo you will know, what I am feeling as you leave \nI understand, your need for some time \nSome solitude \n \nWait a while, before you go \nYou should know by now, my heart belongs to you \n \nI know that you must leave \nAnd I can see, that it\'s not easy for you, now that I\'ll be here, I know that\nmy soul \nIs always near you \n \nWait a while before you go \nYou should know by now I love you and so I will wait a while For you \n \nThe sand of time is slipping through my fingers \nYou and I, still the memories linger on \nAnd on \n \nNow I know that if I can only let go \nAnd wait a while, you\'ll be here again with me \nThe same old friends we\'ve always been \n \nWait a while before you go \nYou should know by now I love you and so I will wait a while \nWait a while \nWait a while \nFor you\n\n','Deep Purple' 285.0,'Wake up in the morning \nGet into bed \nClosing my eyes \nI rest my head \n \nThere is no arrangement \nNo time no place \nIt\'s gone in the wind \nAnd left no trace \n \nWho can say, \nmaybe or whatever. \nIt\'s up to you \nYou know you can trust me \nI\'ll make it up to you \n \nYou move with the action \nYou loosen my strings \nYour fingers can smooth out my jangles \nAnd all those things \n \nGrease on the handle \nand the tangles in my hair \nThey always seem to go together \nI don\'t care\n\n','Deep Purple' 353.0,'Is there nothing I can say, nothing I can do to change your mind? \nI\'m so in love with you, you\'re too deep in, you can\'t get out \nYou\'re just a poor girl in a rich man\'s house \nOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh \nOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh \nYeah, baby, I\'m crying over you \n \nDon\'t you know promises were never meant to keep? \nJust like the night, they dissolve off in sleep \nI\'ll be your savior, steadfast and true \nI\'ll come to your emotional rescue \nI\'ll come to your emotional rescue \nOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh \nOoh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh \nYeah, the other night, cryin\', cryin\' baby yeah I\'m cryin \nYeah I\'m cryin, I\'m your child baby, child, \nYeah I\'m a child, I\'m a child, I\'m a child \n \nYou think you\'re one of a special breed \nYou think that you\'re his pet Pekinese \nI\'ll be your savior, steadfast and true \nI\'ll come to your emotional rescue \nI\'ll come to your emotional rescue \nOoh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah \nAh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah \nYeah, I was dreamin\' last night baby \nLast night I was dreamin\' that you\'d be mine \nBut I was cryin\' like a child \nYeah I was cryin\', cryin\' like a child \nCould be mine, mine, mine, mine, mine all mine \nYou could be mine, could be mine, could be mine all mine \n \nI come to you, so silent in the night \nSo stealthy, so animal quiet \nI\'ll be your savior, steadfast and true \nI\'ll come to your emotional rescue \nI\'ll come to your emotional rescue \nAh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah \nYeah, you should be mine, mine, ooh! \n \nMmm yes, you could be mine, tonight and every night \nI will be your knight in shining armor \nComing to your emotional rescue \nYou will be mine, you will be mine, all mine \nYou will be mine, you will be mine, all mine \n \nI will be your knight in shining armor \nRiding across the desert on a fine Arab charger\n\n','Rolling Stones' 235.0,'Well I followed her to the station \nWith a suitcase in my hand \nYeah, I followed her to the station \nWith a suitcase in my hand \nWhoa, it\'s hard to tell, it\'s hard to tell \nWhen all your love\'s in vain \n \nWhen the train come in the station \nI looked her in the eye \nWell the train come in the station \nAnd I looked her in the eye \nWhoa, I felt so sad so lonesome \nThat I could not help but cry \n \nWhen the train left the station \nIt had two lights on behind \nYeah, when the train left the station \nIt had two lights on behind \nWhoa, the blue light was my baby \nAnd the red light was my mind \n \nAll my love was in vain \n \nAll my love\'s in vain\n\n','Rolling Stones' 295.0,'I was young and healthy \nExtremely wealthy \nI swung in the trees \nAnd did as I pleased \nI thought I was rich \nOh yeah \nSuch sweet seduction \nI could feel the suction \nGreasing my palm \nAnd doing no harm \nJust making some deals \nWhat a bitch \n \nMoney talks to me \nWhispers in my ear \nGives me everything I want \nEverything I want \n \nI had rising stock \nSo I got more pockets \nI knew somewhere to stick it \nWhere no-one would nick it \nI kinda went private \nAnd then, aha \nSuch sweet seclusion \nNo more intrusion \nToo much food on my plate \nBut there\'s guards at the gate \nSuch joy \nI could almost die of it \n \nMoney talks to me \nLays it on the line \nGives me everything I want \nEverything I want \n \nMoney goes to money \nYes it always returns \nFinds its way back to the big house \nWhere it lives all alone \nWraith like silent partners \nOperators of the system \nGive words of quiet assurance \nTo an otherwise healthy victim \n \nIt\'s all coming back to me \nI would swing in the trees \nAnd I\'d swim in the ocean \nI used to show some emotion \n \nI was not to blame \nI feel no shame \nThe structure was shaking \nWas there for the taking \nI had the resources \nBut then, oh no \nSomeone outbid me \nI can\'t take it with me? \nThen I will devour it \nI can\'t go without it \nIt\'s simply a question of \nMarket forces \n \nMoney talks to me \nWhispers in my ear \nGives me everything I want \nEverything I want \nMoney talks to me \nLaughs right in my face \nGives me everything I want \nEverything I want\n\n','Deep Purple' 170.0,'Have you seen your mother, baby, standing in the shadow? \nHave you had another, baby, standing in the shadow? \nI\'m glad I opened your eyes \nThe have-nots would have tried to freeze you in ice \n \nHave you seen your brother, baby, standing in the shadow? \nHave you had another baby, standing in the shadow? \nWell I was just passing the time \nI\'m all alone, won\'t you give all your sympathy to mine? \n \nTell me a story about how you adore me \nLive through the shadow, see through the shadow, \nLive through the shadow, tear at the shadow \nHate in the shadow, love in the shadow life \n \nHave you seen your lover, baby, standing in the shadow? \nHave they had another baby, standing in the shadow? \nWhere have you been all your life? \nTalking about all the people who would try anything twice \n \nHave you seen your mother, baby, standing in the shadow? \nHas she had another baby, standing in the shadow? \nYou take your choice at this time \nThe brave old world or the slide to the depths of decline\n\n','Rolling Stones' 331.0,'Listen to me... \nI\'ve got a warning for you \nYou\'ve got to learn to take more care \n\'Cause if you swim in dirty water \n \nBe careful how you dry your hair \nIn a room within a room \nIn a hole within a hole \nYou\'ve got to learn to share your secrets \nOr you\'ll lose your soul \n \nI\'ve got the evidence \nI know you broke \nThe unwritten law \nAnother town, another one night stand \nYou know, you broke the law... \n \nIt\'s so hard to hold back \nWhen the fire is in your eyes \nA silver dollar in my pocket \nI don\'t like surprises \n \nI\'ve got your souvenir \nIs that the price I\'ve got to pay? \nIt ain\'t been that long \nSince the last charade \n \nI\'ve got the evidence \nI know you broke \nThe unwritten law \nAnother town, another one night stand \nYou know, you broke the law... \n \nI know you\'re guilty \nBut I\'m carrying the blame \nI took out much more than I put in \nAnd I felt the pain \nIn a dirty little room \nWith nowhere left to hide \nYou told the truth with your eyes \nBut you lied inside \n \nI\'ve got the evidence \nI know you broke \nThe unwritten law \nAnother town, another one night stand \nYou know, you broke the law...\n\n','Deep Purple' 23.0,'Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right \nHe used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight \nSpinning would change and things are rearranged and then Annie says to me \nNothing wrong with the way it was that\'s the way it\'s meant to be \n \nUp the revolution we\'re all prepared to die \nUp the revolution that was the battle cry \n \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay \n \nAnnie was a die-hard rebel in the good old days of way back when \nThe cigarette was cool and all the kids in school could read and count to ten \nAnnie once said he had a few to bribe of that there was no doubt \nHe never could make us understand what the rebellion was all about \n \nUp the revolution we\'re all prepared to die \nUp the revolution that was the battle cry \n \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, yeah, Hell to pay \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay \n \nTwo-tone Annie drew up battle plans for making love not war \nEverybody laughed at the fighting in the streets and behind the garden door \nIt came to nothing when it all went down and the band began to play \nAnother plan put your head in the sand live to fight another day \n \nUp the revolution we\'re all prepared to die \nUp the revolution that was the battle cry \n \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay \nThere\'s gonna be Hell, Hell to pay \nThere\'s gonna be Hell\n\n','Deep Purple' 301.0,'Maybe it\'s because I\'m only starting \nThat I think it won\'t take too long \nMaybe it\'s because I can see you laughing \nThat I think you\'ve got it wrong \nMaybe I could be like Robin Hood \nLike and outlaw dressed all in green \nSomeone said what\'s he gonna turn out like \nAnd someone else said never mind \nWell I was big and bold and more than twice as old \nAs all the cats I\'d ever seen \nI grew my hair and bought a suit \nOf shiny white or was it cream \nI shook and shivered danced and quivered \nAnd stood on a mountain top \n \nNo one came from miles around and said \nMan your music is really hot \n \nWell I knew what they meant because I was a freak \nMy throat was tired and worn \nMy pretty face just looked out of place \nAs they poured on the scorn \nI wrote on yellow paper from a man who was the king \nHe said my boy we\'ll have some crazy scenes \nThere weren\'t any scenes at all like he was talkin\' about \nHe must\'ve been the king of queens \nWell I could write a million songs about the things I\'ve done \nBut I could never sing them so they\'d never get sung \nThere\'s a law for the rich and one for the poor \nAnd there\'s another one for sing \nIt\'s die young and live much longer \nSpend your money and sit and wonder \n \nNo one came for miles around \nAnd said man your music is really funky \n \nI believe that I must tell the truth \nAnd say things as they really are \nBut if I told the truth and nothing but the truth \nCould I ever be a star \nNobody knows who\'s real and who\'s fakin\' \nEveryone\'s shouting out loud \nIt\'s only the glitter and shine that gets through \nWhere\'s my Robin Hood outfit \nWell I\'ve come and I\'ve gone before you wink an eye \nNo one ever cared enough to say goodbye \nThe money\'s good and the time you have \nFun and games galore \nBut you spend your money and lie in bed forgotten \nAnd you wonder what you did it for \n \nNo one came from miles around \nAnd said man who\'s he?\n\n','Deep Purple' 17.0,'When night time comes \nAnd I\'m ten thousand miles away \nJust lose yourself \nAnd watch the band kick back and play \n \nGet up, keep in line \nIt\'s gettin\' tighter all the time \nYou say you\'re feelin\' fine \nIt\'s gettin\' tighter all the time \n \nGet a load off your mind \nThis place is right \nIt\'s hard to find \nThe mood is set alright \nIt\'s gonna be a long long night \nYou keep spinnin\' \'round \nYou find it hard to touch the ground \nAnd time is all it takes \nYou\'ll find it easy once you make \n \nGet up, keep in line \nIt\'s gettin\' tighter all the time \nGettin\' tighter \nGettin\' tighter\n\n','Deep Purple' 56.0,'Mama plays a queen on the hill built on a dream \nWhile the children play in the field \nPapa smokes the pipe of a sweet and better life \nBut how strong is the shield? \nCan peace be found on the carpet above ground \nWhere sky is forever blue \n \nSo let it pass baby now, the slow and riding cloud \nWhich may take me from you \n \nMany things a man can lose \nHis self, his rights, his views \nBut never his heart or his love \nSo take this hand of mine and climb baby, climb \nTo the hill up above \n \nNow you can play a queen on the hill built on a dream \nWhile our children play in the field \nI can smoke the pipe of a sweet and better life \nAnd trust in the strength of the shield \n \nSo trust in you love, and Lucy of above \nAnd let light pass like a wheel \nDon\'t take the chance of life\'s hectic dance \nKiss the strength of the shield \n \nThe seeker will be found by the looker on the ground \nAnd to his wish he will yield \n \nFate will have it\'s word, of course \n(Think this line is wrong) \nAnd time will change its course \nAnd hold the strength of the shield\n\n','Deep Purple' 139.0,'I said, \"Oh no, doncha follow me no more.\" \nI said, \"Oh no, doncha follow me no more.\" \nWell I\'m looking for my face \nAnd I got no place to go \n \nI said, \"Oh no, doncha follow me no more.\" \nI said, \"Oh no, doncha follow me no more.\" \nWell, pick your own mind \nAnd don\'t you touch mine no more \n \nStill waiting here for a single idea \nIn your clothes and your hair \nI wore it last year \nOh no, doncha follow me no more \n \nI said, \"Oh no, doncha copy me no more.\" \nI said, \"Oh no, doncha copy me no more.\" \nWell, the lines around my eyes \nAre protected by a copyright law \n \nWell, all the clubs and the bars \nAnd the little red cars \nNot knowing why, but trying to get high \nOh no, doncha follow me no more \n \nDoncha follow \nDoncha follow\n\n','Rolling Stones' 306.0,'I told you once about a place \nThat I had accidentally stumbled upon \nCan you imagine how it feels to find somewhere \nThat you can do no wrong \nBut it\'s alright you\'re safe in my hands \n \nI\'ll meet you in the sky tonight \nAnd we will trace some undiscovered stars \nWe\'ll go beyond the universe beyond all understanding, \nHey, it\'s not that far \nBut it\'s alright I feel safe in your hands \n \nI can\'t stand living this way \nGetting by from day to day \nI\'m drinking from your loving cup \nI told you things were looking cup \nOh oh oh so good \nOh it feels so good \n \nWe\'re all the same but then again \nWe\'re all quite different in our own peculiar ways \nWe\'ve come so far and now we\'re going through another phase \nBut it\'s alright \nWe made it so far \n \nI can\'t stand living this way \nGetting by from day to day \nI\'m drinking from your loving cup \nTold you things were looking cup \n \nAs we all know it\'s hard to breathe \nWhen something spiritual has taken place \nWe don\'t know why we don\'t know how \nWe\'ve been transformed into a state of grace \nBut it\'s alright \nWe walk in our sleep \nYes it\'s alright \nThis is rapture of the deep\n\n','Deep Purple' 73.0,'Went out walkin\' through the wood the other day \nAnd the world was a carpet laid before me \nThe buds were bursting and the air smelled sweet and strange \nAnd it seemed about a hundred years ago \n \nMary and I, we would sit upon a gate \nJust gazin\' at some dragon in the sky \nWhat tender days, we had no secrets hid away \nWell, it seemed about a hundred years ago \n \nNow all my friends are wearing worried smiles \nLiving out a dream of what they was \nDon\'t you think it\'s sometimes wise not to grow up? \n \nWent out walkin\' through the wood the other day \nCan\'t you see the furrows in my forehead? \nWhat tender days, we had no secrets hid away \nNow it seems about a hundred years ago \n \nNow if you see me drinkin\' bad red wine \nDon\'t worry \'bout this man that you love \nDon\'t you think it\'s sometimes wise not to grow up? \n \nYou\'re gonna kiss and say good-bye, yeah, I warn you \nYou\'re gonna kiss and say good-bye, yeah, I warn you \nYou\'re gonna kiss and say good-bye, oh Lord, I warn you \nAnd please excuse me while I hide away \n \nCall me lazy bones \nAin\'t got no time to waste away \nLazy bones ain\'t got no time to waste away \nDon\'t you think it\'s just about time to hide away? Yeah, yeah!\n\n','Rolling Stones' 189.0,'That\'s all right, that\'s all right, that\'s all right. \nSometimes you feel like trouble, sometimes you feel down. \nLet this music relax you mind, let this music relax you mind. \nStand up and be counted, can\'t get a witness. \nSometimes you need somebody, if you have somebody to love. \nSometimes you ain\'t got nobody and you want somebody to love. \nThen you don\'t want to walk and talk about Jesus, \nYou just want to see his face. \nYou don\'t want to walk and talk about Jesus, \nYou just want to see his face.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 185.0,'Well I\'m going away to live \nWon\'t be back no more \nGoing back down south, child \nLord now don\'t you worry ma \n \nWoman I\'m trouble \nTrouble and all worried mind \nWell I just can\'t be satisfied \nJust can\'t keep on crying \n \nWell I feel like snapping \nPistol in your face \nGoing to let some graveyard \nLord be your resting place \n \nWoman I\'m trouble \nTrouble and all worried mind \nYeah i just can\'t be satisfied \nJust can\'t keep on crying \nYeah \n \nYeah I\'m all in my sleep \nHear my doorbell ring \nLooking for my baby \nLord seen a doggone thing \n \nWoman I\'m trouble \nTrouble and all worried mind \nYeah I just can\'t be satisfied \nJust can\'t keep on crying \n \nYeah I know my little old babe \nShe gonna jump and shout \nThat old train be late man \nLord I come walkin\' out \n \nWoman I\'m trouble \nTrouble and all worried mind \nYeah I just can\'t be satisfied \nJust can\'t keep on crying \nWell\n\n','Rolling Stones' 178.0,'We sell \'em missiles, we sell \'em tanks \nWe give \'em credit, you can call the bank \nIt\'s just a business, you can pay us in crude \nYou\'ll love these toys, just go play out your feuds \nWe\'ve got no pride, don\'t care whose boots we lick \nWe act so greedy, makes me sick sick sick \n \nSo get up, stand up, out of my way \nI want to talk to the boss right away \nGet up, stand up, whose gonna pay \nI want to talk to the man right away \n \nWe walk the highwire \nSending the men up to the front line \nHoping they don\'t catch the hell fire \nWith hot guns and cold, cold nights \n \nWe walk the highwire \nSending the men to the front line \nAnd tell \'em to pipe in the sunshine \nWith hot guns and cold, cold nights \n \nOur lives are threatened, our jobs at risk \nSometimes dictators need a slap on the wrist \nAnother Munich we just can\'t afford \nWe\'re gonna send in the eighty-second airborne \n \nGet up, stand up, who\'s gonna pay \nI want to talk to the boss right away \nGet up, stand up, outta my way \nI want to talk to the man right away \n \nWe walk the highwire \nPutting the world on a deadline \nAnd hoping we don\'t taste the shellfire \nOf hot guns and cold, cold nights \n \nWe walk the highwire \nPutting the world on a deadline \nCatching the bite on the prime time \nWith hot guns and cold, cold nights \n \nGet up! Stand up! \nDealer! Stealer! \n \nWe walk the highwire \nWe send our men to the front lines \nAn\' we\'re hoping that we backed the right side \nWith hot guns and cold, cold nights \n \nWe walk the highwire \nSend our men to the front lines \nAnd hoping they don\'t catch the hellfire \nWith hot guns and cold cold, cold, cold, \nCold nights \n \nYeah! Oh yeah! \n \nWe walk the highwire \nWe walk the highwire \nOh Yeah \nWith hot guns and cold, cold, cold nights \n \nOh yeah!\n\n','Rolling Stones' 48.0,'Changes, visible changes \nSky looking so forlorn \nIt looks like the world\'s been born \nOn one more rainy day \n \nTrying to see the sunlight \nMy heart\'s crying out loud \nI try to see through the clouds \nOn one more rainy day \n \nOne more rainy day \nOnce again my mind is gray \nThis is what a rainy day can do \nOne more rainy day \nOne more rainy day \n \nSun starts shining on through \nNew day a day with you \nIt\'s strange what sun can do \nOn one more rainy day \n \nOne more rainy day \nOnce again my mind is gray \nThis is what a rainy day can do \nOne more rainy day \nOne more rainy day\n\n','Deep Purple' 187.0,'As I stand by your flame \nI get burned once again \nFeelin\' low down, I\'m blue \n \nAs I sit by the fire \nOf your warm desire \nI\'ve got the blues for you, yeah \n \nEvery night you\'ve been away \nI\'ve sat down and I have prayed \nThat you\'re safe in the arms of a guy \nWho will bring you alive \nWon\'t drag you down with abuse \n \nIn the silk sheet of time \nI will find peace of mind \nLove is a bed full of blues \n \nAnd I\'ve got the blues for you \nAnd I\'ve got the blues for you \nAnd I\'ll bust my brains out for you \nAnd I\'ll tear my hair out \nI\'m gonna tear my hair out just for you \nIf you don\'t believe what I\'m singing \nAt three o\'clock in the morning, babe, well \nI\'m singing my song for you\n\n','Rolling Stones' 121.0,'Baby here I stand before you \nWith my heart in my hand \nI put it to you mama \nHoping that you\'ll understand \n \nOh, baby \nMama, please don\'t dog me \'round \nYeah I, I would rather love you, baby \nThan anyone else I know in town \n \nThis is my confession, Mama \nAnd it\'s sung by all your song \nIt proves that I\'m in heaven, Mama \nWhen you hold me in your arms \n \nWell, baby \nCan I have you for myself \nYeah, if I can\'t have you, baby \nI don\'t want nobody else \n \nWell, baby \nDon\'t you want a man like me \nWell, baby \nDon\'t you want a man like me \nYeah, think about your future, baby \nForget about your used to be\n\n','Rolling Stones' 90.0,'It is the evening of the day \nI sit and watch the children play \nSmiling faces I can see \nBut not for me \nI sit and watch \nAs tears go by \n \nMy riches can\'t buy everything \nI want to hear the children sing \nAll I hear is the sound \nOf rain falling on the ground \nI sit and watch \nAs tears go by \n \nIt is the evening of the day \nI sit and watch the children play \nDoing things I used to do \nThey think are new \nI sit and watch \nAs tears go by\n\n','Rolling Stones' 269.0,'I came \'round to your front door, your back door was locked \nPushed your button, rang your bell, you didn\'t hear me knock \nI saw your window open wide, so I crawled inside \nI ran to the top floor, but you were on the ground \nI was on my way up and you were going down \n \nFire in the basement \nBurn me up, scream and shout \nThere\'s fire in the basement \nOnly you can put it out \n \nThis strange sensation that I\'m going through \nSweet infatuation when I get next to you \nI know what it takes to be a man, you understand \n\'Cause when the sparks start flying you\'ll never be the same \nYou know I\'ll hate to leave you girl but I\'m so glad I came \n \nFire in the basement \nBurn me up, scream and shout \nFire in the basement \nOnly you can put it out \n \nSmoky eyes burning bright \nInnocence lost, satisfy my appetite \nSurrender to the flame, what\'s your name \nLet\'s get down to business, how can you refuse \nGive this boy a helping hand, come on light my fuse\n\n','Deep Purple' 191.0,'I wanna be your lover, baby, \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your lover, baby \nI wanna be your man \n \nTell me that you love me, baby \nTell me you understand \nTell me that you love me, baby \nTell me you understand \n \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your man \n \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your man \n \nTell me that you love me, baby \nTell me you understand \nTell me that you love me, baby \nTell me you understand \n \nI wanna be your lover, baby \nI wanna be your man \nI wanna be your lover, baby \nI wanna be your man\n\n','Rolling Stones' 307.0,'Hey baby, what you gonna do \nWhen the lights go up on you? \nWhat\'s your name, can I drive you home? \nSweet woman, are you all alone? \nYou\'re the one for me \nI\'m gonna keep you busy as a bee, could bee, could be \nRat bat blue \n \nNow, get up woman, don\'t be slow \nIt\'s getting late and I wanna go \nNo cause for acting big \nGot to love, got to live \nStick around with me \nI\'m gonna show you things you never thought you\'d see, \nYou see \nRat bat blue \nYou\'re so fine \n \nGet out! \nYou didn\'t understand \nI\'m a hard loving man \nNo way you can satisfy \nThe way you look, the way you lie \nAnd when you shut the door \nMake sure I don\'t see you \'round here no more \nRat bat blue \nAlright\n\n','Deep Purple' 356.0,'Waiting for a girl who\'s got curlers in her hair \nWaiting for a girl she has no money anywhere \nWe get buses everywhere \nWaiting for a factory girl \n \nWaiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat \nWaiting for a girl who wears scarves instead of hats \nHer zipper\'s broken down the back \nWaiting for a factory girl \n \nWaiting for a girl and she gets me into fights \nWaiting for a girl we get drunk on Friday night \nShe\'s a sight for sore eyes \nWaiting for a factory girl \n \nWaiting for a girl and she\'s got stains all down her dress \nWaiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet \nShe ain\'t come out yet \nWaiting for a factory girl\n\n','Rolling Stones' 79.0,'Yeah, heard the diesel drumming all down the line. \nOh, heard the wires a humming all down the line. \nYeah, hear the women sighing all down the line. \nOh, hear the children crying all down the line. \n \n(All down the line.) We\'ll be watching out for trouble, yeah. \n(All down the line.) And we\'d better keep the motor running, yeah. \n(All down the line.) Well, you can\'t say yes and you can\'t say no, \nJust be right there when the whistle blows. \nI need a sanctified girl with a sanctified mind to help me now. \n \nYeah, all the people singing all down the line. \nMmmm, watch the men all working, working, yeah. (All down the line.) \n \n(All down the line.) We\'re gonna open up the throttle yeah. \n(All down the line.) We\'re gonna bust another bottle, yeah. \n(All down the line.) \n \nI need a shot of salvation, baby, once in a while. \nHear the whistle blowing, hear it for a thousand miles. \n \n(All down the line.) We\'re gonna open up the throttle, yeah. \nAll down the line, We\'re gonna bust another bottle, yeah. \nWell you can\'t say yes, and you can\'t say no, \nJust be right there when the whistle blows. \nI need a sanctified mind to help me out right now. \n \nBe my little baby for a while. \nWon\'t you be my little baby for a while?\n\n','Rolling Stones' 266.0,'Emmaretta, did you get my letter? \nI sent it to you, oh Emmaretta \nDo you still feel when night is falling \nSomething calling, oh Emmaretta \nBehind my thoughts, oh Emmaretta \nI can get to you to feel better \nI must go now, oh Emmaretta \nFull moon\'s rising, oh Emmaretta \nOh, it\'s a thousand miles \nOh, and I need you child \nOh, they can drive me wild \nWhat I feel can make it real \nHelp \nOh, it\'s a thousand miles \nOh, and I need you child \nOh, they can drive me wild \nIf what I feel can make it real \nEmmaretta, did you get my letter \nI sent it to you, oh Emmaretta \nDo you still feel when night is falling \nSomething calling, oh Emmaretta\n\n','Deep Purple' 103.0,'So now that she is gone \nYou won\'t be sad for long \nFor maybe just an hour or just a moment \nOf the day \n \nThen blue turns to grey \nAnd try as you may \nYou just don\'t feel good \nYou don\'t feel alright \nAnd you know that you must find her, find her, find her \n \nYou think you\'ll have a ball \nAnd you won\'t care at all \nYou\'ll find another girl or maybe more \nTo pass the time away \n \nThen blue turns to grey \nAnd try as you may \nYou just don\'t feel good \nYou just don\'t feel alright \nAnd you know that you must find her, find her, find her \n \nShe\'s not home when you call \nSo you can go to all \nThe places where she used to go \nBut she has gone away \n \nThen blue turns to grey \nAnd try as you may \nYou just don\'t feel good \nYou don\'t feel alright \nAnd you know that you must find her, find her, find her \n \nBlue turns to grey (blue turns to grey) \nShe has gone away (blue turns to grey) \nI feel so bad (blue turns to grey) \nI wish you\'d come on home (blue turns to grey) \nI feel, I feel so down...\n\n','Rolling Stones' 115.0,'Men are armed shout who goes there \nWe have journeyed far from here \nArmed with bibles make us swear \n \nCandy and taffy, hope we both are well \nPlease come see me in the citadel \n \nFlags are flying, dollar bills \nRound the heights of concrete hills \nYou can see the pinnacles \n \nCandy and taffy, hope we both are well \nPlease come see me in the citadel \n \nIn the streets are many walls \nHear the peasants come and crawl \nYou can hear their lovers call \n \nCandy and taffy, hope we both are well \nPlease come see me in the citadel \n \nScreaming people fly so fast \nIn their shiny metal cars \nThrough the woods of steel and glass \n \nCandy and taffy, hope we both are well \nPlease come see me in the citadel\n\n','Rolling Stones' 22.0,'I hear the beating of your wings \nAnd you\'re playing on my strings \nIn mysterious ways \nYou draw me in \nTo a love \nBeyond all understanding \n \nBeyond my reach \nSo far away \nBut it seems \nLike only yesterday \n \nI\'m Haunted \nHaunted \nIs that what you wanted \n \nAll that\'s left \nIs the ghost of your smile \nIt stays awhile \nThen fades away \n \nI hear your footsteps on the ground \nTempting me to turn around \nIt\'s just the echo \nOf a disenchanted lover \nShuffling aimlessly \nHomeward bound \n \nTo empty rooms \nAnd picture frames \nAnd Friends \nWho can\'t recall our names \n \nI\'m Haunted \nHaunted \nIs that what you wanted \n \nAll that\'s left \nIs the ghost of your smile \nIt stays awhile \nThen fades away\n\n','Deep Purple' 78.0,'Well if you call this a life \nWhy must I spend it with you? \nIf the show must go on \nLet it go on without you \nSo sick and tired hanging around with jerks like you \n \nWho\'ll tell me those lies \nAnd let me think they\'re true? \nWhat am I to do \nYou want it, I got it too \n \nThough the lies might be true \nThat\'s just cause the joke\'s about you \nI\'m so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you \nYou\'re the first to get blamed, always the last bitch to get paid \n \nOh, tell me those lies \nLet me think they\'re true \nI heard one or two \nThey weren\'t about me, they weren\'t about her \nThey were all about you \n \nI may miss you \nBut missing me just isn\'t you \nI\'m so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you \n \nTell me those lies \nLet me think they\'re true \nI heard one or two, and they weren\'t about me, they weren\'t about her \nThey\'re all about you \nI\'m so sick and tired \nWhat should I do \nYou want it, you get it \nSo how come I\'m still in love with you?\n\n','Rolling Stones' 132.0,'Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst \nThe air smells sweet, the air smells sick \nHe never smiles, his mouth merely twists \nThe breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick \nBut I know his name, he\'s called Mr. D. \nAnd one of these days he\'s gonna set you free \nHuman skulls is hangin\' right \'round his neck \nThe palms of my hands is clammy and wet \n \nLord, I was dancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \nDancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \nDancin\', Lord, keep your hand off me \nDancin\' with Mr. D., with Mr. D., with Mr. D. \n \nWill it be poison put in my glass \nWill it be slow or will it be fast? \nThe bite of a snake, the sting of a spider \nA drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night \nHiding in a corner in New York City \nLookin\' down a forty-four in West Virginia \n \nI was dancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \nDancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \nDancin\', Lord, keep your hand off me \nDancin\' with Mr. D., with Mr. D., with Mr. D. \n \nOne night I was dancin\' with a lady in black \nWearin\' black silk gloves and a black silk hat \nShe looked at me longin\' with black velvet eyes \nShe gazed at me strange all cunning and wise \nThen I saw the flesh just fall off her bones \nThe eyes in her skull was burning like coals \nLord, have mercy, fire and brimstone \nI was dancin\' with Mrs. D. \n \nLord, I was dancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \nI was dancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \nDancin\', dancin\', dancin\' so free \n \nDancin\', dancin\'\n\n','Rolling Stones' 102.0,'Mmm... Dear, I love you dearly, but don\'t forget trouble I, \nUsed to find, and it was, in your mind, yeah \n \nI got red blood, and I got blood red wine \nWhich I bring you, when the snow is heavy on the ground \nIf you say where go I\'ll just, wrap my cloak around \n \nYou say that every man you ever had \nHas been obsessed with you and I, wanna prove an exception \nTo the rule, that you lay down \nBabe, please don\'t make me cry, \'cause there\'s a little pain inside \nYes my darling now you can\'t expect me always to hide \n \nI got red blood, and I got, blood red wine \nWhich I bring you when the snow lies heavy on the ground \nIf you say we\'ll go, why-ow... \nLet me, let me, wrap my coat around \n \nYeah, that\'s right \nYou see that every time well the lines must rhyme \nAnd every verse, be in the same old time \nDoes it all, have to rhyme? \nBut there go, and that\'s a place that you will never... \nYou said to remind of the girl I used to know, and used to love, yeah \n \nI got red blood, and I got blood red wine \nWhich I bring you, when the snow lies heavy on the ground \nIf, you get cold I, oh wrap my, coat, coat around \nMy, my, my, my don\'t you stay, on that, that snowy ground...\n\n','Rolling Stones' 338.0,'Playing pool and drinking beer \nNothin\' more\'n the \nOccasional tear \nBut this man\'s life goes on \nAnd he gets \nGreased all over \nFrom time to time \nAt the strip joint, where we met \nHe said \'Hi, my name is Ted \nSee that one over there \nThat ball of thunder \nEvery time she goes Vavoom, \nI wiggle in my chair \nCan I buy you a beer? \nWhat a guy \n \nI\'ve had a few myself he said \nBut I never quit when I\'m ahead \nToo many rules and regulations \nStupid laws designed by fools behind closed doors \nAnd another thing I won\'t discuss is religion \nIt always causes a fight \nVavoom \nThere she goes again \n\'How does she do that\' said Ted \n \nAnd he told me \nOf those unjustices (that) \nHe had suffered in his life \nHis wife and kids \nAnd boss and dogs \nAnd neighbors \nRaising cain and causing strife \nThey were forever whining \nBleating howling yapping screeching moaning crying \nVavoom \nHe fed them well \nHe keep them warm \n \nThing about Ted \nHe didn\'t really care \nNothing much got in his hair \nAnd the beauty of it was \nThat he was right \nHe was big as a truck \nAnd fast as a door \n(what\'s that?) \nHe was always right \n \nThe banjo player took a hike \nWhat\'s that song \nI used to like \nVavoom \nHe was big as a truck \nFast as a door - Ted \nTed the man our Ted\n\n','Deep Purple' 184.0,'I am waiting, I am waiting (oh yeah, oh yeah) \nI am waiting, I am waiting (oh yeah, oh yeah) \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \n \nYou can\'t hold out, you can\'t hold out \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nYou can\'t hold out, you can\'t hold out \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \n \nSee it come along and \nDon\'t know where it\'s from \nOh, yes you will find out \n \nWell, it happens all the time \nIt\'s censored from our minds \nYou\'ll find out \n \nSlow or fast, slow or fast \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nEnd at last, end at last \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \n \nStand up coming years \nAnd escalation fears \nOh, yes we will find out \n \nWell, like a withered stone \nFears will pierce your bones \nYou\'ll find out \n \nOh we\'re waiting, oh we\'re waiting \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nOh we\'re waiting, oh we\'re waiting \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \nWaiting for someone to come out of somewhere \n \nOh we\'re waiting, oh we\'re waiting \nOh we\'re waiting, oh were waiting...\n\n','Rolling Stones' 126.0,'I got a bird what whistles \nBaby got a bird \nHoney got a bird, it would sing \nBaby got a bird \nHoney got a bird, it would sing \nWithout my Corinna, sure don\'t mean \nSure don\'t mean a natural thing \n \nI learned to love you baby \nHoney for I call \nBaby for I call your name \nBaby for I call \nHoney for I call your name \nI love you Corinna \nIt sure don\'t mean \nIt sure don\'t mean a natural thing \n \nHave mercy, have mercy \nBaby on my hard luck \nHoney on my hard luck soul \nBaby on my hard luck \nHoney on my hard luck soul \n \nI got a rainbow round my shoulder \nLooks like silver \nShines like Klondike gold \n \nWell I love you honey \nHoney tell the world \nBaby tell the world I do \nHoney tell the world I do \nBaby tell the world I do \nAin\'t no woman in fourteen counties \nLove me baby like the way I do \n \nI got a bird what whistles \nBaby got a bird \nHoney got a bird, it would sing \nBaby got a bird \nHoney got a bird, it would sing \nWithout my Corinna, sure don\'t mean \nSure don\'t mean a natural thing\n\n','Rolling Stones' 167.0,'In the sweet old country where I come from \nNobody ever works \nYeah nothing gets done \nWe hang fire, we hang fire \nYou know marrying money is a full time job \nI don\'t need the aggravation \nI\'m a lazy slob \nI hang fire, I hang fire \nHang fire, put it on the wire \nWe\'ve got nothing to eat \nWe got nowhere to work \nNothing to drink \nWe just lost our shirts \nI\'m on the dole \nWe ain\'t for hire \nSay what the hell \nSay what the hell, hang fire \nHang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire \nDoo doo doo \nTake a thousand dollars go have some fun \nPut it all on at a hundred to one \nHang fire, hang fire, put it on the wire \n\n','Rolling Stones' 326.0,'I was a young man when I died \nI was a flash, I was full of pride \nI gave it all, I gave my soul, I was so strong \nI felt the truth, I felt the pain in every song \n \nHow well you know me \nYou\'ve seen me cry \nI\'m just a shadow \nIn a rock and roll sky \n \nI was living in a rock and roll sky \nI was a king, heavy on the style \nSuper trouper, yes I know you well, making me shine \nI couldn\'t see what you did to me. \nI was so blind \n \nHow well you know me \nYou\'ve seen me cry \nI\'m just a shadow \nIn a rock and roll sky \n \nI wanna be like I was before \nBut this time I\'m gonna know the score \nI need a home I can leave behind knowing you\'re there \nSuper trouper, I can see you now, return your stare \n \nHow well you know me \nYou\'ve seen me cry \nI\'m just a shadow \nIn a rock and roll sky\n\n','Deep Purple' 252.0,'If you\'re in the right city at the right time \nWhat\'s the last thing going through your mind \nNot talking \'bout your, ask no questions, you know it\'s a lie \nYou\'re just a victim of a corporate crime \nAll the signs of a shark attack \nYou\'ve got rivers of blood on the streets, don\'t look back \nNothing personal, just another snack \n\'N Harley said you\'re better off sticking to your guns \nAny fule kno that \n \nOh Moronica Queen of the Biz \nAnd her friend Flash Harry thinks he knows what it is \nTin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don\'t know shit \nJust trying to keep her happy \nThere\'s no laughing in heaven, not the one, not the seven \nAnd you\'ll never get to heaven in her row boat \nPea brain pisser, dog breath kisser \n\'N Harley said you\'re better off sticking to your guns \nAny fule kno that \nAny fule kno that \nAny fule kno that \n \nOoh \nWon\'t it be nice \nWhen everything falls into place \n \nSalad days go a-tickling by \nHave a high time, burn money in the meantime \nThey bleed you dry \nThose suckers are smaller than life \nOh Moronica Queen of the Biz \nAnd her friend Flash Harry thinks he knows what it is \nTin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don\'t know shit \nI\'m better off sticking to my guns \nAny fule kno that \nAny fule kno that \nAny fule kno that \n \nOoh \nWon\'t it be nice \nWhen everything falls into place \n \nDanny went down to the river one day \nDidn\'t come back, that\'s the last, they say \nWe ever saw of him, that\'s no lie \nSpitting in your eye, have no fear \nYou don\'t want the truth \nStick your finger in your ear \nAny fule kno that \nAny fule kno that \nAny fule kno that\n\n','Deep Purple' 194.0,'If you need me \nWhy don\'t you call me \nSaid if you need me \nWhy don\'t you call me \nDon\'t wait too long \nWhen things go wrong \nI\'ll be there, yeah \nWhere I belong \n \nSaid if you want me \nWhy don\'t you send for me \nSaid if you want, want, want \nAll you gotta do is send for me \nDon\'t wait to long \nJust a pick up your phone \nI\'ll be there \nRight there, where I belong \n \nPeople always told me, darling \nThat you didn\'t mean me no good \nBut I know deep down in my heart \nI done the best I could \nAnd one of these days, darling \nIt won\'t be long \nYou\'re gonna come walking through that door \nAnd I know in my mind these are the very \nWords you\'re gonna say to me \n \nI still love you \nAlways thinking of you \nI still love, love, love \nAlways thinking of you \nDon\'t wait too long \nWhen things go wrong \nI\'ll be there, right there \nWhere I belong\n\n','Rolling Stones' 203.0,'Fanfare For The Common Man \nWritten by Aaron Copland \nLead vocals by James Young \n \nAnother new day takes up on you \nA fanfare wakes the land \nThe naked lives just a shining down \nAt the dawn of the common man \n \nOutside in the madding crowd \nHe laughs along the way \nTraffic city, what a pity \nIt doesn\'t have a word to say \n \nTroubled people, billions of people \nThey can\'t seem to understand \nThe ringing ears are unable to hear \nThe sounds of the natural plan \n \nYeah yeah yeah\n\n','Rolling Stones' 262.0,'One day I\'ll get home before the sun hits the blinds \nAnd give you - I\'ll give you something to remember me by \nThat\'s the way I am \nIt\'s what I got in mind but I don\'t know if I can \nYou gotta shoot your gun - don\'t expect me to dance \nHold me up to the spotlight but \nDon\'t, don\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nThese empty pockets are my deepest friends \nFull of nothing but good intentions \nThat\'s the way it is \nIt may not be much but I can blow you a kiss \nI\'ve been wrong - I\'ve been wrong once before \nI\'ll be all right tomorrow but \nDon\'t, don\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \n \nI may be lazy or a living wreck \nI won\'t be swayed by your expectations \nThat\'s the way it is \nIt may not be much but you know what to kiss \nI\'ve been wrong - I\'ve been wrong once before \nI\'ll be all right tomorrow but \nDon\'t, don\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \nDon\'t hold your breath \n\n','Deep Purple' 271.0,'Spread the word around \nThe rat is leaving town \nThe message is a song \nThe misery is gone \n \nOnce I had a dream \nTo sing before the queen \nShe didn\'t want to know \nShe wouldn\'t see the show \n \nWhat a fright \nI couldn\'t do it right \nOh what a night \n \nMystic demons fly \nAll about the sk \nWith memories of a clown \nThe saddest show in town \n \nWhen I was seventeen \nMe mother said to me \nBe careful what you touch \nYou shouldn\'t take so much \n \nI blew my mind \nShe was so kind \nI could have cried \n \nIn my mind \nI had to fin \nA kind of new way \nOf being oh so cool \nLike a blue blooded \nWell studded \nEnglish fool \n \nSpeak about the past \nTimes are changing fast \nOnce I was so weak \nI couldn\'t even speak \n \nShaking put a curse \nNothing could be worse \nWalking through the door \nWho could ask for more \n \nNow I\'m free \nAnd I can see \nThat I am me \n \nSpread the word around \nThe rat is leaving town \nThe message is a song \nThe misery is gone \n \nShaking out a curse \nNothing could be worse \nWalking through the door \nWho could ask for more \n \nNow I\'m free \nAnd I can see \nThat I am me \n \nPlease stay away\n\n','Deep Purple' 155.0,'I live in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor - of my block \nAnd I sit at home looking out the window \nImagining the world has stopped \nThen in flies a guy who\'s all dressed up - like a Union Jack \nAnd says, I\'ve won five pounds if I have his - kind of detergent pack \n \n[Chorus:] \nI says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud \nHey! You! Get off of my cloud \nHey! You! Get off of my cloud \nDon\'t hang around \'cause two\'s a crowd \nOn my cloud, baby \n \nThe telephone is ringing \nI say, \"Hi, it\'s me. Who is there on the line?\" \nA voice says, \"Hi, hello, how are you?\" \nWell, I guess I\'m doin\' fine \nHe says, \"It\'s three a.m., there\'s too much noise \nDon\'t you people ever want to go to bed? \nJust \'cause you feel so good, \nDo you have to drive me out of my head ?\" \n \n[Chorus] \n \nI was sick and tired, fed up with this \nAnd decided to take a drive downtown \nIt was so very quiet and peaceful \nThere was nobody, not a soul around \nI laid myself out, I was so tired \nAnd I started to dream \nIn the morning the parking tickets were just - like a flag stuck on my window\nscreen \n \n[Chorus:Repeat x2]\n\n','Rolling Stones' 175.0,'Hey Negrita, hey now \nMove your body, move your mouth \nShake lady, way down south \nShake baby, in your home town \n \nCome si chiama, what\'s you game \nI\'m just a poor man, what\'s your name \nShake your body, do it up now \nShake body, move it up now \n \nHey Negrita, hey now \nHey conchita, shake it up now \nBate las caderas, do it up now \n \nFlash of gold in your ears, child \nFlash of gold in your eyes \nSaw the gleam in your mouth \nSaw the steel in your thighs \nDo it up now \n \nBate las caderas, do it up now \nJust a momentita, not so fast \nI need money, my sweet ass \nListen I\'m a poor man \nMy pay is low \nHere\'s one last dollar, then we go \n\"One last dollar,\" she say \"I got my pride\" \nGoing to get your boss, boy \nGoing to tan your hide \n \nHey Negrita, hey now \nHey Negrita, do it right now\n\n','Rolling Stones' 278.0,'You\'re sweeter than the morning \nWhen the sun is shining down on me \nThere is nothing you can say \nThat could make me go away you see \nBut you keep saying to me baby \n \nHold on, \nI feel I\'m getting ready \nHold on, \nI feel I\'m rockin\' steady \nHold on, \nI\'m gonna make it with you woman \nHold on, \nYou got to gimme some love, gimme some love \n \nI held back before \nBut your love took me easily \nYou got the power \nI knew was gonna creep up on me \nThe more I give \nYour love keeps comin\' on strong \nAlthough it\'s mine now \nI know it won\'t be for long \nThere\'s something in the saying \nThat a woman needs a little more time \nI\'m getting tired of waiting for you \nGiving me some kind of sign \n \nHold on \nI\'ve got to love you when I want to \nHold on \nYou\'ve got to love me when I want you to \nHold on \nI ain\'t gonna let you leave me baby \nHold on \nNo never no more \n \nI know the game you\'re playing \nAnd I guess you think I\'m easily led \nYou think the words you\'re saying \nAre really going through my head \nI\'m gonna take you home \nAnd give you all I can \nI\'ll prove to you, baby \nThat really I\'m a man \n \nHold on \nI know I\'m feeling ready \nHold on \nI know I\'m rockin\' steady \nHold on \nGuess I\'ve made it with you woman \nHold on \nI\'ve got you giving me love \n \nSomething that you give me \nKeeps me hangin\' on \nNo use me stayin\' \nThere\'s nothing to be done \nI\'m gonna take you home \nAnd give you all I can \nI\'ll prove to you woman \nThat really I\'m a man \n \nHold on \nI only want to take you higher \nHold on \nYou are the root of my desire \nHold on \nc\'mon baby light my fire \nHold on\n\n','Deep Purple' 140.0,'Well you bit my lip and drew first blood \nAnd wore my cold, cold heart \nAnd your wrote your name right on my back \nBoy your nails were sharp \n \nWell don\'t stop \nHoney don\'t stop \nDon\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \n \nWell I love your screams of passion \nIn the long hot summer night \nBut you pepper me with poison darts \nAnd twisted in your knife \n \nYeah don\'t stop \nHoney don\'t stop \nI don\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \n \nWell the only thing I ask of you \nIs to hand me back some pride \nDon\'t you dump me on some dusty street \nAnd hang me out to dry \n \nDon\'t stop \nHoney don\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \nOh honey \n \nYeah I\'m losing you \nI know your heart is miles away \nThere\'s a whisper there where once there was a storm \nAnd all that\'s left is that image that I\'ll find a way \nAnd some memories have tattered as they\'ve torn \n \nDon\'t stop \nDon\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \n \nHoney baby don\'t stop \nHoney honey \nBaby don\'t stop \nBaby don\'t stop \n \nCome on honey don\'t stop \nWell baby \nDon\'t stop \nBaby baby don\'t stop \n \nMy honey don\'t stop \nDon\'t ya stop \nDon\'t stop\n\n','Rolling Stones' 77.0,'I know the desert can\'t hold all the love \nthat I feel in my heart for you \nIf I could spread it out across the sea, \nI know my love would cork it up \nAin\'t that a lot of love for one heart to hold \n \nIf the bees only knew how sweet you are baby \nThey would seal up their honeycomb \nIf the birds could hear how sweet your voice is \nThey would tighten up the song \nAin\'t that a lot of love for one heart to hold \nYour lips are so sweet, honey you\'re my every need \nYou got a smile so rare \nA love like yours I just can\'t compare \nAin\'t that a lot of love for one heart to hold \nAin\'t that a lot of love for one heart to hold \n \nIf the cook in the kitchen had a touch as hot as yours \nThey wouldn\'t need a fire \nI can\'t think of a word that describes you better \nThan the sight of her\n\n','Rolling Stones' 296.0,'I was driving through the night \nInto an endless tunnel of fog \nWhen it dawned on me something was wrong \nI was in a trance, hypnotized \nBored beyond belief \nI was listening to the same old song \nI know every lick, every word \nEvery nuance \nI\'m on first name terms with the crew \nBut I\'d better get used to this poop du jour \nSure as hell they won\'t play anything new \n \nOh yes I love you really \nClassic Rock Radio \nOh my dear it\'s time for bed \nTime for you to go \nEveryone is asleep \n \nThe pirates took to water, stole the charts \nBut sadly that didn\'t go down well with those upstairs \nWho require loyalty \nThe establishment considered \nThat the uncontrolled appreciation of music \nWas a danger to royalty \nThe mighty empire roared \nAs Cash \'n\' Everett on the high seas \nLooked like they\'d get blown out of the water \nThey did of course eventually come ashore \nAs meek as mice or to be more accurate \nAs lambs to the slaughter \n \nOh yes I love you really \nI stand to attention \nOh Fanny, I love you dearly \nSomething else I should mention? \nYou sweet thing \n \nLet\'s not talk about MTV \nI don\'t even want to start \nI want to take a look at Classic Rock Radio \nWe\'re talking about the state of the art \n \nMr Grover \'n\' Mr Gillian \nYou musta made a million \nThe night that Frank Zappa caught on fire \nCould you tell us all about it \nKeep it short and use my version \nOr everyone out there\'ll think I\'m a liar \nWe can speak about Bananas for one second \nJust because I understand \nYou have to get them off your chest \nBut in the meantime while your talking \nCould you do some more of these here ID\'s \nAnd then this station might maintain some interest \n \nOh yes I love you dearly \nBut why do you exist? \nOh yes I love you really \nIs there something that I missed?\n\n','Deep Purple' 219.0,'In the heat of the day down in Mobile, Alabama \nWorking on the railroad with the steel driving hammer \nGotta make some money to buy some brand new shoes \nTryin\' to find somebody to take away these blues \n\"She don\'t love me\" hear them singing in the sun \nPayday\'s coming and my work is all done \nLater in the evening when the sun is sinking low \nAll day I been waiting for the whistle to blow \nSitting in a teepee built right on the tracks \nRolling them bones until the foreman comes back \nPick up you belongings boys and scatter about \nWe\'ve got an off-schedule train comin? two miles about \nEverybody\'s scrambling, running around \nPicking up their money, tearing the teepee down \nForeman wants to panic, ?bout to go insane \nTrying to get the workers out the way of the train \nEngineer blows the whistle loud and long \nCan\'t stop the train, gotta let it roll on\n\n','Rolling Stones' 40.0,'When the sun goes to bed \nThat\'s the time your raise your head \nThat\'s your lot in life Lalena \nCan\'t blame you Lalena \n \nArty Tart la de da \nCan your part get much sadder \nThat\'s your lot in life Lalena \nCan\'t blame you Lalena \n \nRun you hand through your hair \nPaint your face with despair \nThat\'s your lot in life Lalena \nCan\'t blame you Lalena \n \nWhen the sun goes to bed \nThat\'s the time your raise your head \nThat\'s your lot in life Lalena \nCan\'t blame you Lalena \n \nArty Tart Oh so la de da \nCan your part ever get, ever get much sadder \nThat\'s your lot in life Lalena \nCan\'t blame you Lalena \nOh, Lalena\n\n','Deep Purple' 192.0,'The spark (stars) in your eyes sets \nmy soul on fire \nYour voice is like an angels above \nThe touch of your hand drives me insane \nBut baby, I want to be loved \n \nI\'m crazy \'bout every little thing you do \nI cherish the way you hug (me) \nYour kiss is so sweet, honey, it can\'t be beat \nBut baby, I want to be loved \n \nEvery time I ask you for a date \nYou don\'t come at all, or you\'re mighty late \nI ask you to dance, (take) a little spin \nYou say \"Wait a minute, daddy, \nhere comes my friend\" \n \nI love the way you walk when you pass me by \nEven when you try to snub (me) \nYou kill (kiss) me, baby when \nyou give me the eye \nBut baby, I want to be loved\n\n','Rolling Stones' 274.0,'All I wish, that I wasn\'t here \nDon\'t you know, I\'ve got a rotten feeling \nOf dizzy heights \nIts what they want you know \nOh well here I go \n \nWhat a funny show \n \nTake my time, it\'s the odds that count \nWho am I? What a silly sound \nHold my breath, talk of sudden death \nRhyme and reason must prevail \nI need a glass of ale \n \nI\'ve gotta feeling now \nNo need for me to tell you how \nIt\'s really kind of easy now \nWoa, like rock n\' roll \n \nIt\'s gonna be alright \nIt\'s funky and it\'s outta sight \nFeeling good, feeling right \nIt\'s gonna be alright\n\n','Deep Purple' 346.0,'If you\'re leaving close the door. \nI\'m not expecting people anymore. \nHear me grieving, I\'m lying on the floor. \nWhether I\'m drunk or dead I really ain\'t too sure. \n \nI\'m a blind man, I\'m a blind man and my world is pale. \nWhen a blind man cries, Lord, you know there ain\'t no sadder tale. \n \nHad a friend once in a room, \nhad a good time but it ended much too soon. \nIn a cold month in that room \nwe found a reason for the things we had to do. \n \nI\'m a blind man, I\'m a blind man, now my room is cold. \nWhen a blind man cries, Lord, you know he feels it from his soul.\n\n','Deep Purple' 122.0,'Connection, I just can\'t make no \nConnection, but all I want to do, is to get back to you. \n \nEverything is going in the wrong direction \nThe doctor wants to give me more injections \nGiving me shots for a thousand rare infections \nAnd I don\'t know if he\'ll let me go. \n \nConnection, I just can\'t make no \nConnection, but all I want to do, is to get back to you. \n \nMy bags, they get a very close inspection \nI wonder why it is that they suspect \'em \nThey\'re dying to add me to their collection \nAnd I don\'t know if they\'ll let me go. \n \nConnection, I just can\'t make no \nConnection, but all I want to do, is to get back to you.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 29.0,'Take the trouble to decide the things you do \nWill not be the things that don\'t appeal to you \nSee the mess your makin\' can\'t you see your fakin\' \nGonna make it hard for you, you\'re gonna - into the fire \n \nTurn on the mandrake that was given to you \nSee if you can make it like the others do \nFeel the blood a knockin\' when you\'re finger poppin\' \nGonna make it hard for you, you\'re gonna - into the fire \n \nStop your bleeding mind before it\'s over and done \nListen very closely to the message I\'ve sung \nFeel the blood a knockin\' when you\'re finger poppin\' \nGonna get a message through, you\'re gonna - into the fire\n\n','Deep Purple' 190.0,'Hey, is this thing on? \n \nI saw him dancing there by the record machine, ah. \nI knew he must have been about 17 \nThe beat was going strong, playin my favorite song \nI could tell it wouldn\'t be long \'till he was with me \n(Yeah me) \nI could tell it wouldn\'t be long \'till he was with me \n(Yeah me) \n \nChorus \nSinging I love rock and roll \nSo put another dime in the jukebox baby \nI love rock and roll \nSo come and take the time and dance with me \n \nOwwwwwwwwwwww \n \nHe smiled so I got up and asked for his name \nBut that don\'t matter he said cuz it\'s all the same \nHe said can I take ya home, where we can play alone \nAnd next we\'re moving on and he was with me \n(Yeah me) \nWe were movin\' on and singing that same old song \n(Yeah me) \n \n[Chorus:] \n \nI love Rock\'n Roll yeah \nCuz it soothes my sooouuuull \nI love rock\'n roll \nYea yea yea \n \nHe said can I take ya home where we can be alone \nAnd next we\'re movin\' on and he was with me \n(Yeah whit me) \nAnd we were movin\' on and singing that same old song \n(Yeah whit me) \n \nChorus (x5)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 230.0,'Baby, baby been a long, long time, been a long, long time \nBeen a long, long time, I was wrong girl and you were right \nBaby, bay, took a long, long while, took a long, long while \nTook a long, long while, but I found out you were right \n \nStill you have those happy eyes. I will try and apologize \nBaby, baby, still the same old smile \nStill the same old smile \nStill the same old smile, I was so wrong \nBabe and you were right \nStill you have those happy eyes \nYes! I, I\'m gonna try \nI\'m gonna try and apologize \n \nOh baby, baby been a long, long time \nBeen a long, long time, been a long, long time \nI was wrong girl and you were right \n \nOh Baby, baby, won\'t you change your mind \nWon\'t you change your mind \nWon\'t you change your mind? \nI was wrong girl, but not this, no, I, I said \nBaby, baby, been a long, long time \n \nIt\'s been such a long lonely time \nIt\'s been such a long, a long, long time \nI was wrong, but I admit, I admit you were right \nOh baby, baby I just want to change your mind \nI wanted to change your mind\n\n','Rolling Stones' 133.0,'Prince or pauper, beggar man or thing \nPlay the game with ev\'ry flower you bring \nDandelion don\'t tell no lies \nDandelion will make you wise \nTell me if she laughs or cries \nBlow away dandelion \n \nOne o\'clock, two o\'clock, three o\'clock, four o\'clock chimes \nDandelions don\'t care about the time \nDandelion don\'t tell no lies \nDandelion will make you wise \nTell me if she laughs or cries \nBlow away dandelion, blow away dandelion \n \nTho\' you\'re older now its just the same \nYou can play this dandelion game \nWhen you\'re finished with your childlike prayers \nWell, you know you should wear it \n \nTinker, tailor, soldier, sailors lives \nRich man, poor man, beautiful, daughters wives \nDandelion don\'t tell no lies \nDandelion will make you wise \nTell me if she laughs or cries \nBlow away dandelion, blow away dandelion \n \nLittle girls, and boys come out to play \nBring your dandelions to blow away \nDandelion don\'t tell no lies \nDandelion will make you wise \nTell me if she laughs or cries \nBlow away dandelion, blow away dandelion\n\n','Rolling Stones' 249.0,'There\'s still a long way to go \nAnd the nights are closing in \nBut if I\'d travelled any faster babe \nLord knows where I might have been \n \nRight from those early days \nI put my faith in the axle not the wheels \nLike old Zeno\'s toytus \nwith Achilles snapping at my heels \n \nDon\'t worry \nThere\'s no hurry \nHere we are \nWith all the time in the world \n \nI could have been a high-flying dealer \nBut I have no desire for speed \nI could have been a wild receiver \nBut I\'ve got everything I need \n \nAnd so I watch the world \nGo racing by tearing up the street \nI lay back in the long grass \nTake it easy and rest my feet \n \nDon\'t worry \nYou know, there\'s no hurry \nHere we are \nWith all the time in the world \n \nNo-one ever held me back \nYou know that no-one ever put me in chains \nNo-one ever saw me racing ahead \nNo-one had to tug on my reins \n \nAs everybody knows \nI may be slow but I never quit \nSometimes on a good day I sit and think \nSometimes I just sit \n \nDon\'t worry \nRelax, there\'s no hurry \nHere we are \nWith all the time in the world\n\n','Deep Purple' 180.0,'Hear the voice of experience \nA word from the wise \nGrab opportunity \nWhile you\'re alive \n \n\'Cause if you follow the crowd \n\'Cause if you act like a coward \nYou\'ll end up yelling out loud \n \nHold back \nYou\'ll regret it someday \nChoke on that \nDon\'t let it pass you by \nHold back \nYou better seize the hour \n \nYou look in your history books \nYou delve in the past \nStalin and Roosevelt \nBoth took their chances \nAnd George grasped the nettle \nIt\'s do or dare \nFrom the banks of the Delaware \n \nYeah don\'t hold back \nTrust your gut reaction \nBe bold, be bold baby \nIf you don\'t take chances \nYou won\'t make advances \nHold back yeah \n \nDon\'t matter if you ain\'t so good looking \nIf you ain\'t sharp as a blade \nDon\'t be afraid \nDon\'t hold back \n \nLife is passing you by \nChoke on that \nKeep on moving, keep on moving \nGotta run with the crowd \n \nYou\'ll end up in the madhouse \nShouting the cold walls down \nYeah don\'t hold back \n \nHold back \nYou\'re messing with your life \nHold back \nYeah life goes by fast sometimes \n \nBe bold be bold be bold be bold baby \nYou\'re wasting your time \nI want your attention \nSo pin back your ears \n \nI\'ve been climbing this tree of promises \nFor over forty years \nYour vision get broken \nAnd bust on the ground \nSo watch me, watch me rebound \n \nYeah don\'t hold back \nYou\'re wrecking your life \nChoke on that \nDon\'t hold back \nNo don\'t hold back \nYou\'re messing with your life\n\n','Rolling Stones' 106.0,'Bright lights, big city \nGone to my baby\'s head \nBright lights, big city \nGone to my baby\'s head \n \nI\'d tried to tell the woman \nBut she doesn\'t believe a word I said \nGo light pretty baby \nGonna need my help some day \nIt\'s all right pretty baby \nGonna need my help some day \n \nYou\'re gonna wish you listened \nTo some of those things I said \n \nGo ahead pretty baby \nOh, honey knock yourself out \nGo ahead pretty baby \nOh honey knock yourself out \n \nI still love you baby \nCause you don\'t know what it\'s all about \n \nBright lights, big city \nGone to my baby\'s head \nBright lights, big city \nGone to my baby\'s head\n\n','Rolling Stones' 351.0,'You fool no one, waiting to see if I\'m gone. \nSo hard to see you are taking your chances with me. \nIf I find you with some other man \nYou know what I\'m gonna do. \nBetter run if you see me comin\', ah. \n \nSoon you will fall, making mistakes like before. \nWhen you tell me lies I can see by the look in your eyes. \nIf you think you\'re gonna take me for granted, \nChasin\' round with all you see, \nGonna make you live to regret it, ah. \n \nYou fool no one, waiting to see if I\'m gone. \nSo clear to see you\'ve had all your chances with me. \nYou thought that you could take me for granted \nBut I couldn\'t take it no more. \nBetter run when you see me comin, ah.\n\n','Deep Purple' 309.0,'When you were a young girl \nDid you have a rag doll, the only doll you\'ve ever owned? \nNow I\'ll love you just the way you loved that rag doll \nOnly now my love has grown \n \nOh, and it gets stronger as the river flows \nDeeper baby, heaven knows \nHigher, as it goes \n \nDo I love you, my oh my? \nRiver deep, mountain high, yeah, yeah, yeah \nDo I love you, would I cry? \nOh I love you baby, baby, baby, baby \n \nWhen you were a young girl \nDid you have a puppy, that always followed you around? \nWell I\'m gonna be as faithful as that puppy \nNo I\'ll never never let you down \n \n\'cause it gets stronger as the river flows \nAnd it gets deeper baby, heaven knows \nIt gets higher, so higher, as it goes \n \nDo I love you, my oh my? \nRiver deep, mountain high, yeah, yeah, yeah \nDo I love you, would I cry? \nOh I love you baby, baby, baby, baby \n \nWell I love you baby like a flower loves the spring \nAnd I love you baby like a robin likes to sing \nAnd I love you baby like a schoolboy likes his pie \nOh and I love you baby \nRiver deep, mountain high \n \nDo I love you, my oh my? \nRiver deep, mountain high, yeah, yeah, yeah \nDo I love you, would I cry? \nOh I love you baby, baby, baby, baby \n \nDo I love you, my oh my? \nRiver deep, mountain high, yeah, yeah, yeah \nDo I love you, would I cry? \nOh I love you baby, baby, baby, baby\n\n','Deep Purple' 98.0,'When love comes so late, it\'ll really hit hard \nIt slams through the gate, it\'ll catch you off guard \nEveryone said, \"What a perfect love match \n\'Cause she is so smart, she\'s a hell of a catch\" \n \nI was drinking in love, gulping it down \nDrifting for months on a billowing cloud \nBut after awhile I stopped to rebel \nI\'m back in the past and I\'m raising up hell \n \nBut I think I\'ve just made the biggest mistake of my life \nAnd I think I\'ve just made the biggest mistake of my life \n \nWe\'d been living together for over a year \nThe harmony\'s perfect, it rang loud and clear \nBut then very slowly, my nerves start to fray \nThe little things big, that\'s what they say \n \nI acted impatient, I acted unkind \nI took her for granted, I played with her mind \nShe didn\'t deserve it but it was too late \nI walked out the door and left her to her fate \n \nBut I think I\'ve just made the biggest mistake of my life \nAnd I think I\'ve just made the biggest mistake of my life \n \n(Whoo Whoo Whoo...) \nNow I\'m down in a slump and I\'m eating alone \nI ruined the day with some friends on the phone \nI never go out, I\'m becoming a grouch \nI just watch the TV and I drink on the couch \n \nBut if love comes again, I\'ll be really surprised \nI\'ll grab it real fast, keep it right in my sights \n \n\'Cause I think I\'ve just made the biggest mistake of my life \nWell I think I\'ve just made the biggest mistake of my life\n\n','Rolling Stones' 129.0,'When your baby leaves you all alone \nAnd nobody call you on the phone \nDoncha feel like crying \nDoncha feel like crying like crying like crying \nC\'mon baby, cry to me \n \nWhen you\'re all alone in your lonely room \nAnd there\'s nothing but the smell of her perfume \nDoncha feel like crying \nDoncha feel like crying like crying like crying \nC\'mon baby, (c\'mon) cry to me \n \nNothing could be sadder than a glass of wine alone \nLoneliness loneliness, it just a waste of your time \nBut you don\'t ever you don\'t ever have to walk alone \nYou see, so c\'mon take my hand \nC\'mon walk with me \n \nWhen you\'re waiting for a voice to come \nIn the night there is no one \nDoncha feel like crying \nDoncha feel like crying like crying like crying \nC\'mon baby, cry to me \n \nC\'mon baby, that\'s right cry to me \nYes, I want you to come on baby \nC\'mon c\'mon cry to me \nI want you to c\'mon baby \nC\'mon c\'mon and cry to me \nYeah c\'mon baby c\'mon I want you to cry cry cry to me \nYeah I want you to cry cry cry cry cry cry cry \nI want you to cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry...\n\n','Rolling Stones' 43.0,'Don\'t look too long in my face \nIt could be a big mistake \nI\'m hanging on a thread so fine \nI need a little space \nI shouldn\'t say, but I know I must \nI\'ve had enough of pain \nI\'m pissed off standing in the rain \n \nIt makes me feel like \nA mad dog \nI got nothing to lose \nMad dog \nYou got nothing I can use \nMad dog \nHowling at the moon \nA mad dog \n \nI need no friends \nI\'m on the edge \nOf a broken dream \nLaughing at the pain \nBut it makes me want to scream \nI should\'ve known \nShe\'d be no good \nShe tore my heart in two \nBut I don\'t need to talk to you \n \nYou make me feel like \nA mad dog \nI got nothing to lose \nMad dog \nYou got nothing I can use \nMad dog \nHowling at the moon \nA mad dog \n \nShe said a hard man is good to find \nAnd then she raised a doubt \nAll that I could give she took \nAnd then she threw me out \nWell I don\'t care \nI don\'t care anymore \nI\'m going to lose my grip \nI\'m going to let it rip \n \nYou make me feel like \nA mad dog \nI got nothing to lose \nMad dog \nYou got nothing I can use \nMad dog \nHowling at the moon \nA mad dog\n\n','Deep Purple' 319.0,'How can you live in such a state? \nYour mind is empty and you\'re full of hate \nThe things you say and the things you do \nMark you down as a helpless fool \nI know, I know, I know, I know \nIt\'s gonna be all right through the night \nTomorrow comes and you\'re full of shame \nOh baby! You play the crying game \nAaaah... \nGonna be a long time baby \nBefore we get it sorted out all right \nI\'ll drag you out to Utopia, baby \n[? We\'ll end up heading?] south \nI need, I need, I need to know \nIf you gonna do me right \nIf you do the things I ask of you \nI\'ll tell the world tonight \nHe he he he hee... All right \nYou do me right, you do me wrong \nTell me, where do I belong? \nYou do me up, you do me down \nI accept it all without a frown \nYou love like a woman in a fantasy \nHa ha ha I admire you for my dream \nYou dream of life and you dream of [???] \nHigh enough but I\'m back again \nI love, I love, I love the funny ways \nOh you throw me in a daze \nIf you ever left me woman \nI\'d destroy myself, sure as hell \nAaaah... \nWe\'re gonna ride a slow train baby \nAnd take all the whistles stops oh no - yes we are \nWe\'ll put down the blinds while the carriage flies \n[? The engine burns hot?] while the fuzz is going on \nSo I\'ll burn its [???] to ash \nWell there\'s a life to live and there\'s love to give \nReady! Steady! Smash! \nAlright! Yeah! Uh mmh! \nYou just got to be out of your head \nWhe you say you\'ll go look for the bottom of the top \nWell I\'ll be waiting and won\'t give it a rest \n[?????????????????????????????] \n[??????????????] something\'s going on \nAnd it\'s sure [???????] \nJust like me he\n\n','Deep Purple' 136.0,'Diddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nI got a baby that\'s oh so pretty. \nI found her out here in this knock dead city. \nSomebody kissing my baby last night. \nMy baby said \" Junior that\'s all right\". \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \n \nBaby now baby understand. \nJimmy looks good but he\'s a half a man. \nRoy looks cool but he\'s oh so cold. \nAnd then a big old junker gonna wreck your soul. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nTwo orphan babies were lying in the bed. \nThe bigger one talked to Jimmy and said, \n\"Love you Jimmy with all of my heart\". \nJimmy woke up and tore the place apart. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \n \nBaby now baby hear my scene. \nI want to know if you do love me. \nI love you baby with all my heart. \nOh please don\'t ever say we will part. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nDiddley, diddley, diddley, diddley daddy. \nA-be-by-bick-you-by-go-go-go-yeah\n\n','Rolling Stones' 142.0,'Well now meet me in the bottom, \nBring me my running shoes. \nYeah now, meet me in the bottom, \nBring me my running shoes. \nWhen I come out the window, \nI\'m gonna have time to lose. \n \nWhen you see me streakin\' by, \nPlease don\'t believe. \nWhen you see me streakin\' by, \nPlease don\'t believe. \nWhen you see me coming baby \nYou know my life is at stake. \n \nYeah now I hope you\'ll see me \nWhen I come streakin\' by. \nWell I hope you\'ll see me, \nWhen I come streakin\' by. \nShe\' got a bad old man, you know \nAnd I\'m too young to die.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 270.0,'The golden light above you shows me where you\'re from \nThe magic in your eye bewitches all you gaze upon \nYou stand up on your hill, behop all around you \nThey wonder where you\'re from, oh yeah \nThey wonder where I found you \n \nOh my love it\'s a long way \nWhere you\'re from it\'s a long way \n \nI tried to understand you, I tried to love you right \nThe way you smile and touch me always sets my heart alight \nYour lips are like a fire burning through my soul \nAnd people ask me where you\'re from \nThey really wanna know \n \nOh my soul it\'s a long way \nWhere you\'re from it\'s a long way \n \nMagic woman wreckin\' up my soul \nThings you tell me have never been told \nMagic woman I don\'t know \nElectric before me, I love you so, I love you so \n \nYou\'re racing like a fireball dancing like a ghost \nYou\'re Gemini and I don\'t know which one I like the most \nMy head is getting broken and my mind is getting bust \nBut now I\'m coming with you down the road of golden dust \n \nOh my love it\'s a long way \nWhere you\'re from it\'s a long way \n \nThe golden light above you show me where you\'re from \nThe magic in your eye bewitches all you gaze upon \nYou stand up on your hill, behop all around you \nThey wonder where you\'re from, oh yeah \nThey wonder where I found you \n \nOh my love it\'s a long way \nWhere you\'re from it\'s a long way\n\n','Deep Purple' 84.0,'Let\'s take a walk \nJust you and me \nAnd talk of days gone by \nAcross the fields \nUnder the trees \nLet\'s speak of you and I \n \nWhile the whole world \nWas wandering \nWe walked a steady line \nWhen all our friends \nWere wavering \nWe kept on trying \n \nNow we\'re always suffering \nAlready lost \nAlways suffering \nAlready lost \n \nRemember when \nOn summer days \nI would sing a lovers son \nHow you would smile \nShower me with praise \nAnd the sun shined on \n \nNow the rain is falling slow \nAnd the nights grow long \nAnd the train \nCries out so hauntingly \nShe is gone \n \nNow we\'re always suffering \nAlready lost \nWe\'re always suffering \nAlready lost \n \nPlease take these flowers \nSmell the perfume \nLet your soul come alive \nLet there be hope \nHope in your heart \nThat our love may revive \n \nFor life is but a chance \nOn a wind swept hill \nAnd the seeds of love \nAre swirling above \nLet them be still \n \nBut we\'re always suffering \nWe\'re already lost \nAlways suffering \nAlready lost\n\n','Rolling Stones' 250.0,'I know you\'re the only one who understands \nAfore ye go, before you leave \nYou always shake my hand \nEven when I\'m crazy, on fire and naked \nJust as Nature intended \nNo style but easily blended \n \nYou always know where I\'ll be found \nHanging somewhere near the ground \nHelp me up or help me down \n \nDon\'t want to lose those days \nWhen everything is just a haze \nI\'m dreaming \n \nI believe I could walk before I learned to crawl \nWhen I look up, the Devil\'s looking back \nFrom the mirror on the wall \nYou can open the door \nGot my feet stuck to the floor \nI may have lost my way \nBut I didn\'t get where I am today \n \nDon\'t want to lose those days \nWhen everything is just a haze \nI\'m dreaming \n \nYou spin into my empty room \nAnd once again I\'m almost human \nAlmost human\n\n','Deep Purple' 49.0,'Thinking out of line just to make the sun shine \nAnyway I can be like you \nFighting with the truth \nTrying to hide a fool in a fantasy \nI\'m dreaming, lay me down and take me now \nOur Lady of the skies \n \nHiding in the sun like a loaded gun reality \nAiming high at my dream \nBut I can get along \nShe makes me strong, anyway \nI\'m dreaming and there is no other way \nOur Lady of the skies \n \nFlying in the sky with a bunch of high fidelity \nI can hear your song \nOffer me a ring just to show me your sincerity \nI\'m dreaming, let me go \nOur Lady of the skies\n\n','Deep Purple' 67.0,'Been so many words, so much to say \nWords are not enough to keep the guns at bay \nSome live in fear, some do not \nSome gamble everything on who gets the final shot \n \nOh, don\'t talk to me of love \nIt\'s obvious it\'s not enough \nAnnihilation kill \'em all \nCapitulation watch the mighty fall \nThe road to glory is lined in red \nAnd though the reason now is gone \nThe battle rages on \n \nWas it love or hate that got here first? \nHate\'s a habit, it\'s hard to shake the curse \nKill to live, and live to die \nHuman nature you let the strong survive \n \nOh don\'t talk to me of love \nBe serious, it\'s not enough \nAnnihilation kill \'em all \nCapitulation watch the mighty fall \nThe road to glory is lined in red \nAnd though the reason now is gone \nThe battle rages on\n\n','Deep Purple' 345.0,'Unforgettable face \nI can\'t think of her name \nIt\'s on the edge of my tongue \nGathering dust in the \nBack of my brain \nSomething \'bout the way \nShe ignores me \nThat\'s vaguely familiar \nMakes you wonder what it was \nYou ever did to thrill her \n \nHere we go again \nHere we go again \nHere I go again \n \nI never felt the need to soothe \nHer savage breast \nShe never felt obliged to tell me \nOf her change of address \nCaught me on a downward swing \nBut I fell through her arms \nHow could I be so careless \nI never meant to go so far \n \nHere we go again \nHere we go again \nHere I go again \n \nOh she\'s back in town \nOh she\'s back in town \nI\'m not leaving I\'m running away \n \nShe took it all away \nNow she\'s back for the rest \nTook it all so easy \nWouldn\'t settle for less \nShe doesn\'t know what \nShe wants \nBut she knows how to get it \nI can\'t remember the time \nShe never let me forget it \n \nHere we go again \nHere we go again \nHere I go again \n \nOh Whatsername\'s back in town \nShe\'s back in town \nI\'m not leaving I\'m running away \nOh she\'s back in town \nOh she\'s back in town \nI\'m not leaving I\'m running away\n\n','Deep Purple' 158.0,'Spendin\' too much time away \nI can\'t stand another day \nMaybe you think I\'ve seen the world \nBut I\'d rather see my girl \n \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome, \nHome, bome, bome, bome, back home \nYes, I am \n \nAll those letters ev\'ry day \nMaybe alright in their way \nBut I\'d love to see your face \nWhen I get home in their place \n \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome, \nHome, bome, bome, bome, back home \nYes, I am \nAlright \n \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome, \nHome, bome, bome, bome, back home \nYes, I will \n \nWhen you\'re three thousand miles away \nI just never sleep the same \nIf I packed my things right now \nI could be home in seven hours \n \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, I\'m goin\' home \nI\'m goin\' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome, \nHome, bome, bome, bome, back home \n \nYes, I will \nYes, I will \nSee my baby, see my baby \nI want to see my girl \nI just can\'t wait, I just can\'t wait \nI just can\'t wait, I just can\'t wait \n \nI just can\'t wait, I just can\'t wait \nI just can\'t wait, I just can\'t wait \n \nI just can\'t wait \nI\'ll see my baby \nShe\'ll make me feel alright \n \nGotta see my baby \nShe\'ll make me feel so good \nShe\'ll make me feel alright \nYes she does \nIn the middle of the night \nSo good ti ti tight \n \nFeel alright, come on baby \nI\'m gonna get home babe \nI feel alright \nI\'m lookin\' for my baby \nI\'m gonna go in the early morning \nI\'m gonna catch that plane \nNow it won\'t be long, I say \nListen to me \n \nLong time since I\'ve seen my baby \nYes it is \nIt\'s such a long long time \nYes it is, I feel alright \nI\'m gonna see my baby, one more time \nI get home, I gotta get home \nI want to see my darling \n \nI want to make sweet sweet love \nIn the middle of the night \nEarly in the morning \nIn the midnight hour \nShe\'ll make me feel so good \nShe\'ll make me feel alright \n \nWhen she touch my hands \nAnd that\'s all I gotta say \nCause I\'m gonna pack my bags \nI want to see you baby \nSee your face \nYour pretty little smile \nYour pretty clothes \nHear you talk \nCome on \n \nI\'m comin\' home \nI\'ll see my baby \nI\'m goin\' home \nI\'m gettin\' out \nTo see your face \nMakin\' love to you baby \nYes it makes me feel so good \nInside \nI feel so good inside \n \nTouch me one more time \nCome on little girl \nYou may look sweet \nBut I know you ain\'t \nI know you ain\'t\n\n','Rolling Stones' 221.0,'You\'re gonna get it straight from the shoulder \nCan\'t you see the party\'s over \nLet me go \nCan\'t you get it through your thick head \nThis affair is finished - dead \nHey, let me go \nI tried giving you the velvet gloves \nI tried giving you the knockout punch \nHey, let me go \nLet me go \nLet me go \nLet me go \nLet me go \nI find it hard to be cruel \nI find it hard to be cruel \nWith a smile, don\'t you? \nYou\'ll never find that perfect love \nThat you read about \nThat you dream about \nMaybe I\'ll become a playboy \nHang around in gay bars \nAnd move to the west side of town \nYou\'re gonna get it straight from the shoulder \nCan\'t you see the party\'s over \nHey, let me go \nLet me go \nSo you think I\'m giving you the brush off \nWell I\'m just telling you to shove off \nHey, let me go \nThis ain\'t no time to waste my breath \nWe\'re going into sudden death \nHey, let me go \nCan\'t you get it through your thick head \nThis affair is dead as a doornail \nHey, baby won\'t you let me go \nThe bell has rung, and I\'ve called time \nThe chair is on the table, out the door baby \nBaby won\'t you let me go \nLet me go... \n\n','Rolling Stones' 62.0,'Strangeways \nStrange, strange \n \nI was born into confusion \nMy mother said to me \n\'When you become a man you\'ll understand\' \nBut it\'s still a mystery \n\'And if you want to get ahead \nGet some decent clothes \nThe only way to make it \nDress the part\' \nThat gets right up my nose \n \nAnd I think to myself in this river of doubt \nThis is something I can do without \nBut strangeways is what I got \n \nThe indians are coming Isaw it on tv \nThey\'re 20,000 strong \nBut they always get depleted by the cavalry \nSalvation is at hand \nIt\'s guaranteed \nJust send a donation straight to God \n1-800 toll free \n \nAnd I think to myself in this academy of fear \nWhere am I going what am I doing here \nBut strangeways is all I got \n \nHave you seen the headlines \nPrincess engaged \n3 million out of work \nBut that\'s on the 2nd page \nThe alien has landed \nFinger in his ear \nCan\'t hear a word I am saying \nBut that ain\'t such a bad idea \n \nAnd I think to myself in this cradle of lust \nAshes to ashes, and dust to dust \nBut strangeways is all you get\n\n','Deep Purple' 45.0,'Nothing I can do about it \nMaybe I won\'t even try \nYour will is determined to kill any \nReason of mine \n \nI see you coming \nWith that look in your eye \nYou act like a king but you ain\'t got a thing \nIn your mind \n \nAnd now there\'s nobody home \nMy belly is aching \nYour image is blown \nYour lights are burning bright \nBut nobody\'s home \n \nYou talk about love and affection \nIf only you could \nYou\'re full of pride but there\'s nothing inside \nAnd you think you\'re so good \n \nYou know you got it coming to ya \nAll things return \nYou need me \nIt\'s not gonna be my concern \n \nAnd now there\'s nobody home \nYour message is changing \nThe children have grown \nYour lights are burning bright \nBut nobody\'s home \n \nI hear you crying \nWhat can I say \nYou get what you give so \nForgive me as I turn away \n \nNobody\'s home \nA legend is dying \nThe seeds have been sown \nYour lights are burning bright \nBut nobody\'s home\n\n','Deep Purple' 323.0,'Sometimes I sit and wonder \nSometimes I just sit \nI hope you all know \nWhat you\'re doing \nAnyway \nWho is driving this thing \n \nDid you know \nThe warriors of the flat earth \nHave become the tyrants of the globe \nIt\'s \'round about that time again \nShe cried \nIt\'s all for one my friends\' \n \nAll my dreams are soon forgotten \nWhen you leave me on the shelf \nI can think of nothing better \nThan to sit here by myself \n \nLeast remembered \nSoon forgotten \nDidn\'t matter anyway \nHow can I ever miss you \nIf you never go away \n \nI\'m amazed by the way \nHow are you? \nI\'m amazed how could you \nIt wasn\'t that good to start with \nAnyway \nNothings quite that simple \n \nDid you know \nThe warriors of the flat earth \nHave become the tyrants of the globe \nIt\'s \'round about that time again \nShe cried \nIt\'s all for one my friends \n \nLeast remembered \nSoon forgotten \nDidn\'t matter anyway \nHow can I ever miss you \nIf you never go away \n \nSometimes I sit and wonder \nSometimes I just sit \nI hope you all know \nWhat you\'re doing \nAnyway \nWho is driving this thing \n \nLeast remembered \nSoon forgotten \nDidn\'t matter anyway \nHow can I ever miss you \nIf you never go away\n\n','Deep Purple' 247.0,'John San what you can \nLa la Janette dance in sand \nWhat\'s the mystery, my son? \nGypsy Dan Caravan \nWon Tun Wan with your Chinese fan \nIt\'s part of history my son \n \nMurder and rape with your power \nThe 10th revolution in far away days \nIt\'s come to this \nA gypsy\'s kiss \nAll your power\'s gonna fade in the haze \n \nYa who\' Jumme gae bile ya heed \nThe Senorita said \nI\'ll drag your lungs out through your nose \nSpace truckers free and high \nTeamsters get you by and by \nThat should keep you on your toes \n \nThey got a gun at your head \nBut you ain\'t necessarily playing their game \nThey can\'t resist \nA Gypsy\'s Kiss \nAll that\'s needed to drive them insane \n \nJohn Wayne, the Alamo \nCrazy Horse, Geronimo \nI\'ll smoke a piece with you \nMind, body heart and soul \nWe got rock and roll \nAnd there\'s nothing they can do \n \nHear the small voice of truth \nAbove the shouting despair of the crowd \nWhat do you wish \nA Gypsy\'s Kiss? \nGets you strong for crying out loud.\n\n','Deep Purple' 143.0,'Will all your money \nBuy you forgiveness \nKeep you from sickness \nOr keep you from cold? \n \nWill all your money \nKeep you from madness \nKeep you from sadness \nWhen you\'re down in the hole? \n \n\'Cause you\'ll be down in the gutter \nYou\'ll be bummin\' for cigarettes \nBummin\' for nylons \nIn the American Zone \n \nYou\'ll be down in the hole \nYeah, down in the hole \nNo escape from trouble \nNowhere to go \n \nDown in the gutter \nBeggin\' for cigarettes \nBeggin\' forgiveness \nAll that you know \n \nDown in the hole \nAfter diggin\' the trenches \nLooking for cover and findin\' out there ain\'t nowhere nowhere to go \nNowhere nowhere nowhere to go \n \nNone of your money \nWill buy you forgiveness \nNone of your jewelry \nNone of your gold \n \nYour black market cigarettes \nYour American nightclubs \nAh, they\'ve got nowhere left \n \nSomething for nothing \nAll of your friends gone \nSomething for nothing \nThat\'s all that you know \n \nThere\'s something down in the hole \nDown down down in the hole \nThere\'s something down down down down in the hole\n\n','Rolling Stones' 171.0,'There\'s been so many girls that I\'ve known \nI\'ve made so many cry, and still I wonder why \nHere comes a little girl, I see her walking down the street \nShe\'s all by herself, I try to knock her off her feet \n \n\'Cause you\'ll never break, never break, never break, never break \nThis heart of stone, oh no, no, this heart of stone \n \nWhat\'s different about her I don\'t really know \nNo matter how I try, I just can\'t make her cry \n \n\'Cause you\'ll never break, never break, never break, never break \nThis heart of stone, oh no, no, this heart of stone \n \nDon\'t keep on looking that same old way \nIf you try acting sad, you\'ll only make me glad \nBetter listen little girl, if you going walking down the street \nI ain\'t got no love, I ain\'t the kind to meet \n \n\'Cause you\'ll never break, never break, never break, never break \nThis heart of stone, oh no, no, you\'ll never break this heart of stone darling \n \nNo no this heart of stone \nYou\'ll never break it darling \nYou won\'t break this heart of stone oh no no no \nYou better go, you better go home \n\'Cause you\'ll, you\'ll never break this heart of stone \nYou better, you better drive on home\n\n','Rolling Stones' 61.0,'There once was a woman \nA strange kind of woman \nThe kind that gets written down in history \nHer name was Nancy \nHer face was nothing fancy \nShe left a trail of happiness and misery \n \nI loved her \nEverybody loved her \nShe loved everyone and gave them good return \nI tried to take her \nI even tried to break her \nShe said I ain\'t for takin\' won\'t you ever learn \n \nI want you I need you I gotta be near you \nI spent my money as I took my turn \nI want you I need you I gotta be near you \nOoh I got a strange kind of woman \n \nShe looked like a raver \nBut I could never please her \nOn Wednesday mornings boy you can\'t go far \nI couldn\'t get her \nBut things got better, she said \nSaturday nights from now on baby you\'re my star \n \nShe finally said she loved me \nI wed her in a hurry \nNo more callers and I glowed with pride \nI\'m dreaming \nI feel like screaming \nI won my woman just before she died \n \nI want you I need you I gotta be near you \nI spent my money as I took my turn \nI want you I need you I gotta be near you \nOoh I had a strange kind of woman\n\n','Deep Purple' 292.0,'She came home last night rotten rolling drunk \nShe talk no sense but she sound good \nSo she think So I reached over and said, \n\"Hello, is there some planet you\'d care to go\" \nAnd she said \"Venus on the rocks\" \n \nShe got a mean streak \nBlack Mamba don\'t compete \nShe got a mean streak \nTemptation bitter sweet \n \nShe drives me crazy gets inside my brain \nShe spend my money down a drain \nSo I roll over for my reward \nHow much can I afford \nAnd she says \n\"Just a little more\" \n \nI can\'t take this no more \nI tried so hard but I can\'t get thro\' the door \nBecause one smile from those eyes \nAnd I stand there paralyzed \nAnd she says \n\"Beg for more get down sucka you know what I like\" \nOh hang on \n \nShe got a mean streak \nBlack Mamba don\'t compete \nShe got a mean streak \nTemptation bitter sweet\n\n','Deep Purple' 42.0,'Lucille, won\'t you do your sister\'s will? \nOh, Lucille, won\'t you do your sister\'s will? \nWell, you ran away and left, I love you still. \nLucille, please, come back where you belong. \n \nOh, Lucille, please, come back where you belong. \nI been good to you, baby, please, don\'t leave me alone. \nLucille, baby, satisfy my heart. \nOh, Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart. \n \nI slaved for you, baby, and gave you such a wonderful start. \nI woke up this morning, Lucille was not in sight. \nI asked her friends about her but all their lips were tight. \n \nLucille, please, come back where you belong. \nI been good to you, baby, please, don\'t leave me alone.\n\n','Deep Purple' 97.0,'Worked the bars and sideshows along the twilight zone \nOnly a crowd can make you feel so alone \nAnd it really hit home \nBooze and pills and powders, you can choose your medicine \nWell here\'s another goodbye to another good friend \n \nAfter all is said and done \nGotta move while it\'s still fun \nLet me walk before they make me run \nAfter all is said and done \nI gotta move, it\'s still fun \nI\'m gonna walk before they make me run \n \nWatched the taillights fading, there ain\'t a dry eye in the house \nThey\'re laughing and singing \nStarted dancing and drinking as I left town \nGonna find my way to heaven, \'cause I did my time in hell \nI wasn\'t looking too good but I was feeling real well \n \nAfter all is said and done \nI gotta move I had my fun \nLet us walk before they make me run \n \nAfter all is said and done \nI did alright, I had my fun \nI will walk before they make me run\n\n','Rolling Stones' 327.0,'Riding on the moonpath \nIn the silver of the night \nThe fragrance on the air \nWas of another time \nI cried in all my innocence \nYou were dressed in white \nAnd even if I\'d had the strength \nI couldn\'t move to save my life \n \nThe fear and the thrill \nOf the beast at the window \nThe shivers and the chills \nOn the hottest of nights \nHe walked right through \nMy open door \nAs I began to run, he threw \nSome gold upon the floor, and said \nThere\'s plenty more \nWhere that came from \n \nI\'m tired of the bombs \nI\'m tired of the bullets \nI\'m tired of the crazies on TV \nI\'m the aviator \nA dream\'s a dream whatever it seems \n \nI flew along the lighted street \nI flew above the town \nI flew in ever rising circles \nEver further from the ground \nAs I begin to lose my breath \nPrinted faxes turn a spin \nA distant corner of the room \nWill open up and let me in \n \nI\'m tired of the news \nI\'m tired of the weather \nI\'m tired of the same thing every day \nI\'m the aviator \nA dream\'s a dream whatever they say\n\n','Deep Purple' 109.0,'Ah ah listen to everybody (body) \nEspecially you girls (girl) \nIt\'s not right to be left alone \nWhen the one you love is never home \nI loved to hard my friends sometime say \nBut I believe, I believe \nThat a woman should be loved that way \n \nBut it hurts me so inside \nTo see you treat me so unkind \nSomebody, somewhere tell her it ain\'t fair \n \nCan I get a witness (can I get a witness) \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nSomebody (can I get a witness) \n \nIs it right to be treated so bad \nWhen you give it everything you had \nIf I talks in my sleep \n\'Cuz I haven\'t seen my baby all week \n \nNow you chicks you all agree \nThis ain\'t the way it\'s supposed to be \nLet me hear you \nLet me hear you say, \"yeah yeah\" \n \nUp early in the morning \nWell they\'re all in my mind \nJust to find her out all night \nWell I\'ve been crying \n \nBut I believe \nA women\'s a man\'s best friend \nI\'m gonna stick by her \n\'Till the very end \n \nWell she caused me so much misery \nI forget how it\'s supposed to be \nSomebody, somewhere \nTell her it ain\'t fair \n \nCan I get a witness \nCan I get a witness (can I get a witness) \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nWitness, witness (can I get a witness) \nWitness, witness (can I get a witness) \n \nEverybody knows, especially you girls \nThat a love can be sad \nBut half a loves is twice as bad \n \nNow you chicks you all agree \nThat ain\'t the way love\'s supposed to be \nLet me hear ya \nLet me hear you say \"yeah yeah\" \n \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nYeah I want a witness (I want a witness) \nSomebody (can I get a witness) \n \nIs it right to be treated so bad \nWhen you give it everything you had \nIf I talk, in my sleep \n\'Cuz I haven\'t seen my baby all week \n \nYeah she caused me so much misery \nThat ain\'t the way it\'s supposed to be \nLet me hear \nLet me hear you say \"yeah yeah\" \n \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nI want be (can I get a witness) \nI want a witness (can I get a witness) \nWitness, witness \nI want a witness\n\n','Rolling Stones' 223.0,'Lies, dripping off your mouth like dirt \nLies, lies in every step you walk \nLies, whispered sweetly in my ear \nLies, how do I get out of here? \nWhy, why you have to be so cruel? \nLies, lies, lies I ain\'t such a fool! \nLies, lies in my papa\'s looks \nLies, lies in my history books \nLies, lies like they teach in class \nLies, lies, lies I catch on way too fast \nFire, fire upon your wicked tongue \nLies, lies, lies you\'re trying to spoil my fun \nLies, lies you dirty jezebel \nWhy, why, why, why don\'t you go to hell? \nWhy, why you think me such a fool? \nLies, lies, lies honey that\'s ya rules! \nLies, lies, lies, lies, oh my lies, ... \n\n','Rolling Stones' 38.0,'Get outta my way \nI\'m gettin\' tired of you \nThere ain\'t no chance \nDoin\' what you wanna do \nI\'ve been down down down down down \nGot to get my feet back on the ground \n \nLady double dealer \nGet outta my way \nLady double dealer \nYou got nothing to say \n \nI ain\'t satisfied \nDealin\' with second hand goods \nYou wanted somethin\' for nothin\' \nTaking everything you could \nYou been \'round--I got the news \nBut you ain\'t waitin\' \'round for me to lose \n \nLady double dealer \nGet outta my way \nLady double dealer \nYou got nothing to say \nI gave love to you \nDid what you wanted me to \nBut all you did was bring me down \nSo I just had to try \nTry to reason why \nYou took advantage of my love \n \nTwo timin\' woman \nTryin\' to take me for a ride \nYou\'re a hard lover honey \nBut you sure don\'t keep me satisfied \nI wanna be there \nTo try to make you see \nThere ain\'t no woman gonna make a fool outta me\n\n','Deep Purple' 276.0,'Hey Joe \nWhere you going with that gun in your hand \nHey Joe \nNow tell me where you going with that gun in your hand \nI\'m gonna shoot my lady \n\'cause I caught her messing around with another man \nYes, I\'m going down to shoot my lady \n\'cause I caught her messing around with another man \n \nHey Joe \nI heard you shot your woman down \nHey Joe \nI heard you shot your woman down \nRight down to the ground \nYes I did I shot her \n \nYes I did I shot her \nI shot my woman \'cause she was messing \'round town \n \nI gave her the gun, I shot her! \nHey Joe \nTell me where you gonna run to now? \nHey Joe \nC\'mon tell me where you gonna run to? \nDon\'t you worry about me \nI\'m going way down south \nWay down south where I\'m gonna be free \nI\'m going way down south \nWay down south maybe outside Mexico way \nI\'m gonna run, oh yeah\n\n','Deep Purple' 145.0,'Got the Monday mornin\' blues \nMonday wasn\'t really real \nOh, lying on a naked bed \nWith an Alka Seltzer head \nOh, Lucy looked sweet just a-strollin\' down Newport Street \nTalkin\' \'bout Lu, what ya gon\' do? \nAnd I feel so bad, have you ever been had? \nI\'ll dry out sweet Lucy \nTook an early morning shower \nWell, I wasted \'bout half an hour \nI heard the ringing of the bell \nIt\'s Lucy with the cleaning towel \nOh, I\'m feelin\' like the Sunday Times \nSouthern Californian wine \nOh, Lucy kicked me in the hole \nA tennis worth of achin\' bones \nOh, Lucy looked sweet just a-strollin\' down Newport Street \nLord, Lu, what ya gonna do? \nI feel so bad, have you ever been had? \nGot a dose from [Incomprehensible] sweet Lucy \nOh, Lucy looked sweet just a-strollin\' down Newport Street \nTalkin\' \'bout Lu, who? What ya gonna do? \nOh, and I feeling so bad, have you ever been had? \nOh, by [Incomprehensible] sweet Lucy \n\n','Rolling Stones' 119.0,'Coming down again, coming down again \nComing down again, coming down again \n \nShare your thoughts, there\'s nothing you can hide \nShe was dying to survive \nI was caught, oh, taken for a ride \nShe was showing no surprise \n \nComing down again, coming down again \nWhere are all my friends, coming down again \n \nComing down again, coming down again \nOn the ground again, coming down again \n \nSlipped my tongue in someone else\'s pie \nTasting better ev\'ry time \nShe turned green and tried to make me cry \nBeing hungry it ain\'t no crime \n \nComing down again, coming down again \nAll my time\'s been spent, coming down again\n\n','Rolling Stones' 156.0,'Oh, a storm is threat\'ning \nMy very life today \nIf I don\'t get some shelter \nOh yeah, I\'m gonna fade away \n \nWar, children, it\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \nWar, children, it\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \n \nOoh, see the fire is sweepin\' \nOur very street today \nBurns like a red coal carpet \nMad bull lost it\'s way \n \nWar, children, it\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \nWar, children, it\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \n \nRape, murder! \nIt\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \n \nRape, murder! \nIt\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \n \nRape, murder! \nIt\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \n \nThe floods is threat\'ning \nMy very life today \nGimme, gimme shelter \nOr I\'m gonna fade away \n \nWar, children, it\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \nIt\'s just a shot away \nI tell you love, sister, it\'s just a kiss away \nIt\'s just a kiss away \nIt\'s just a kiss away \nIt\'s just a kiss away \nIt\'s just a kiss away \nKiss away, kiss away\n\n','Rolling Stones' 213.0,'I\'ve been working so hard, And feelin\' no \nPain \nSure got pains in my head, My legs feel \nLimp \nDon\'t want to hear no noise, Don\'t want to \nHear you cuss \nI need peace of mind, Don\'t you make no \nFuss \nJump on top of me baby, Jump on top of \nMe baby \nJump on top of me girl, Give it to me nice \nAnd slow \nWell there\'s too much talkin\', \'bout this an\' \nThat \nAnd the window needs fixin\', Better feed \nThe cat \nWe\'re fresh out of beer, Could you answer \nThe phone \nWell you call this bisque, Well I\'m leavin\' \nHome \nJump on top of me baby, Jump on top of \nMe baby \nJump on top of me girl, Give it to me nice \nAnd slow \nAlright \nWell jump on top of me baby, Jump on \nTop of me baby \nGet on top of me girl, Everybody lay down \nLow \nWhen we first met, We were both so \nYoung \nWe didn\'t give a damn, How the clock \nWould run \nThe time is right, To make some fool of \nYou \n\'cause it\'s gettin\' late, What would you like \nTo do \nJump on top of me baby, Get on top of me \nBaby \nJump on top of me girl, Give it to me nice \nAnd slow \nAlright \nWell \nJump on top of me baby, Jump on top of \nMe baby \nJump on top of me girl, And give it to me \nNice and slow \nAlright \nJump on top of me baby, Jump on top of \nMe baby \nJump on top of me girl, Everybody lay \nDown low \nAlright \nJump on top of me baby, Yeah top of me \nBaby \nOn top of me girl, Everybody lay down \nLow \nI can\'t stand it, When the sun comes up \nGonna need some comfort, \'Cause I can\'t \nStand up \nShut the blinds, I\'m gonna shut the shades \nAnd tell the neighbors, We\'ll be gone for \nDays \nJump on top of me baby, Jump on top of \nMe baby \nJump on top of me girl, Give it to me nice \nAnd slow \nAlright \n\n','Rolling Stones' 9.0,'Operator I\'m looking for a girl \nYou\'ve got to help me get through \nI don\'t know much about her \nSo I\'m relying on you \nShe got rhythm but no sense of timing \nShe likes living but she\'s got no address \nOperator you\'ve got to get me out of this mess \nLet me tell you about her \n \nShe ain\'t got a face \nShe ain\'t got a name \nShe ain\'t got a leg to stand upon \nShe\'s out of touch \nBut not out of mind \nAnd I\'ve got to see again that gypsy child \nOperator this is the call of the wild \n \nShe\'s a hitch hiker never gets a ride \nBut you can bet she\'s on time \nShe\'s always around but so hard to find \nShe causes trouble she never takes offense \nDirty mind a heart of gold \nOperator don\'t you put me on hold \n \nShe ain\'t got a face \nShe ain\'t got a name \nShe ain\'t got a leg to stand upon \nShe\'s out of touch \nBut not out of mind \nAnd I\'ve got to see again that gypsy child \nOperator this is the call of the wild \n \nShe ain\'t got a face \nShe ain\'t got a name \nShe ain\'t got a leg to stand upon \nShe\'s out of touch \nBut not out of mind \nAnd I\'ve got to see again that gypsy child \nOperator this is the call of the wild \n \nShe ain\'t got a face \nShe ain\'t got a name \nShe\'s out of touch \nBut not out of mind \nShe ain\'t got a face \nShe ain\'t got a name \nShe\'s out of touch \nBut not out of mind\n\n','Deep Purple' 325.0,'Good golly, said little miss molly \nWhen she was rockin\' in the house of blue light \nTutti frutti was oh so rooty \nWhen she was rockin\' to the east and west \nLucille was oh so real \nWhen she didn\'t do her daddies will \nCome on baby, drive me crazy, do it, do it \n \nI\'m a speed king you go to hear me sing \nI\'m a speed king see me fly \n \nSaturday night and I just got paid \nGonna fool about ain\'t gonna save \nSome people gonna rock some people gonna roll \nGonna have a party to save my soul \nHard headed woman and a soft hearted man \nThey been causing trouble since it all began \nTake a little rice take a little beans \nGonna rock and roll down to New Orleans\n\n','Deep Purple' 19.0,'Hallelujah \n \nI am a preacher with a message for my people \nOver the world, scratching on the ground \nLooking for the peace that nobody has found \n \nI am a spokesman for a better way of living \nLove is the word and it can be heard \nIf you are young the message can be sung \n \nLet me hear you sing, \nHallelujah \n \nOh, tell it to the man who\'s power is the sermon on the wall \nTell it to the man who says you can misjudge them all \nTell it \'till it can be heard above the wailing of the crowd \nTell it on the field of war and hope you\'ll soon be justified \n \nThere is a better way of life and it\'s not so hard to find \nIf you live and let the people in your world speak it\'s mind \n \nI am the pupil who sells his life for freedom \nAll over the world and it can be heard \nIf you are young the message can be sung \n \nHallelujah\n\n','Deep Purple' 172.0,'The police in New York City \nThey chased a boy right through the park \nIn a case of mistaken identity \nThey put a bullet through his heart \n \nHeartbreakers with your forty four \nI wanna tear your world apart \nYou heart breaker with your forty four \nI wanna tear your world a part \n \nA ten year old girl on a street corner \nSticking needles in her arm \nShe died in the dirt of an alleyway \nHer mother said she had no chance, no chance \nHeartbreaker, heartbreaker \nShe stuck the pins right in her heart \nHeartbreaker, a pain maker \nStole the love right out of you heart \n \nOh yeah \nDoo, doo doo doo doo \nOh yeah \nDoo doo doo, doo doo \nI wanna tear that word apart \n \nOh yeah \nDoo, doo doo doo doo \nOh yeah \nDoo doo doo doo doo \nI wanna tear that word apart \n \nHeartbreaker, heart breaker \nYou stole the love right out of my heart \nHeartbreaker, heartbreaker \nI wanna tear your world apart \n \nHeartbreaker, heartbreaker \nStole the love right out, stole the love right out \n \nDoo, doo doo doo doo doo \nAh yeah, you shot the kid, he had no chance \nDoo doo, doo doo do \nAh yeah, Ah yeah, you stuck pins right in her heart \nDoo doo, doo doo do \nYou heartbreaker, I wanna tear your world apart \nDoo doo, doo doo do........\n\n','Rolling Stones' 349.0,'I wasn\'t in the room when the action was going down \nI may have been there once but at the time I was out of town \nI\'m seeing strange fruit, they\'re saving off with his head \nOne way or another I\'ll end up dead \n \nYou got the wrong man \nYou don\'t understand \nYou got the wrong man \nYou got the wrong man \nI do what I can \n \nI plead not guilty to the charges you\'ve laid out on your desk \nl know what you\'re thinking \'Oh yes, this is a DSF \nI think I\'m prime ministerial material but I can\'t lie to you \nSo I\'m out of the running \nBut from here in my cell I imagine \nWouldn\'t that be something \n \nYou got the wrong man \nYou don\'t understand \nYou got the wrong man \nYou got the wrong man \nI do what I can\n\n','Deep Purple' 179.0,'I\'m going to Chicago that\'s the last place my baby stayed \nI\'m packing up my bags I\'m gonna leave this town right away \nI\'m gonna find that girl if I have to hitch hike around the world \n \n\"Chicago City\" that\'s what the sign on the freeway read \nI\'m gonna keep on going \'til I get to that street\'s called 6th and Main \nI\'ve gotta find that girl if i have to hitch hike around the world \n \nC\'mon hitch hike \nHitch hike children \nHitch hike \nHitch hike baby \nHitch hike \nHitch hike baby \nC\'mon hitch hike \nHitch hike darling \n \nI\'m going to St. Louis but my next stop just might be L.A., that\'s what I say \nI got no money in my pocket so i\'m going to have to hitch hike all the way \nI\'m gonna find that girl if i have to hitch hike around the world \n \nC\'mon hitch hike \nHitch hike children \nHitch hike \nHitch hike baby \nHitch hike \nHitch hike baby \nC\'mon hitch hike \nHitch hike children \n \nNow c\'mon c\'mon hitch hike \nHitch hike children \nHitch hike \nHitch hike darling \nc\'mon hitch hike \nHitch hike children \nHitch hike hitch hike \nHitch hike baby \nMmmmm...\n\n','Rolling Stones' 173.0,'My spirit is winging \nMy soul is free \nI\'m doing my drinking \nIn good company \nThe music\'s screaming \nMy feet are flying \nEverybody\'s laughing \nAnd nobody\'s crying \nSneak suspicion \nIt drags me down \nA nagging feeling \nGoing round \n \nHearts for sale \nGoing cheap \nHearts for sale \nLovers\' leap \n \nMy belly\'s full \nMy glass is brimming \nThe women look so beautiful \nAnd I feel like singing \nThe voice of conscience \nThe voice of reason \nIs yecking in my plans \nI call that treason \n \nHearts for sale \nGoing cheap \nHearts for sale \nBlood runs deep \n \nI\'m losing my willpower \nMy blood\'s running cold \nMy body\'s on pause \nMy mind\'s stuck on hold \nThere ain\'t nothing I can do about it \nSneak suspicion \nIt drags me down \nNagging feeling \nGoing round \n \nHearts for sale \nGoing cheap \nHearts for sale \nBlood runs deep \nHearts for sale \n \nI don\'t need a doctor \nI need a deputation \nYou don\'t want my loving \nYou can just take my resignation \nI\'m under the hammer \nI\'m a full time worker \nI\'m a real body slammer\n\n','Rolling Stones' 280.0,'In a dark and sweaty room in \'69 \nTables turning \nDancing girls, silly girls, all kinds of girls \nAnd it was loud \nTuning up to madness in the back room \nCandles burning \nPresent the Stinking Hippy and throw the \nNaked thunder to the crowd \nIn the Hungry Daze \n \nThe long and lonely highway drags along \nIt\'s going nowhere \nSickness and disease and mad \nCorruption \nSomething\'s going wrong \nThe mountain\'s getting cold and lonely \nThe trees are bare \nWe all came out to Montreux \nBut that\'s another song \nYou\'ve heard it all before \nIn hungry daze \n \nAlong the Mountain Road to do some \nDrinking \nAnd now we\'re mobile again \nDifferent girls, laughing girls, forever \nGirls \nAnd it\'s so loud \nThe crew have lost again \nThey are beaten men \nThe winning team united \nLiving for the crowd \nThese are the hungry daze\n\n','Deep Purple' 26.0,'I got a certain little girl she\'s on my mind \nNo doubt about it she looks so fine \nShe\'s the best girl that I ever had \nSometimes she\'s gonna make me feel so bad \n \nHush, hush \nI thought I heard her calling my name now \nHush, hush \nShe broke my heart but I love her just the same now \nHush, hush \nThought I heard her calling my name now \nHush, hush \nI need her loving and I\'m not to blame now \n \n(Love, love) \nThey got it early in the morning \n(Love, love) \nThey got it late in the evening \n(Love, love) \nWell, I want that, need it \n(Love, love) \nOh, I gotta gotta have it \n \nShe\'s got loving like quicksand \nOnly took one touch of her hand \nTo blow my mind and I\'m in so deep \nThat I can\'t eat and I can\'t sleep \n \nListen \nHush, hush \nThought I heard her calling my name now \nHush, hush \nShe broke my heart but I love her just the same now \nHush, hush \nThought I heard her calling my name now \nHush, hush \nI need her loving and I\'m not to blame now \n \n(Love, love) \nThey got it early in the morning \n(Love, love) \nThey got it late in the evening \n(Love, love) \nWell, I want that, need it \n(Love, love) \nOh, I gotta gotta have it\n\n','Deep Purple' 330.0,'Tell me gypsy can you see me \nIn your crystal ball \nI\'m asking you what can I do \nMy back\'s against the wall \nAnd I can\'t hold on much longer \nSo I\'ve come to you my friend \nFor now my life seems at an end \n \nI came to see you once before \nOne hundred years ago \nYou took my hand and broke the spell \nThat should have let me go \nBut my years have gone so slowly \nSo I\'m here again my friend \nFor now my life is at an end\n\n','Deep Purple' 238.0,'Won\'t you give me the low down \nJust as quick as you can \nBaby, I\'ve been out of touch \nJust give me the scam \n \nDon\'t give me the sports page, baby \nNo political news \nDon\'t you give me the gossip \nJust give me the truth \nJust between me and you \n \nGive me the low down \nIf you can \nDon\'t want a show down \nI just want to know where I stand \nDon\'t read me the horoscope babe \nThat ain\'t what I need \nOur future will never last \nBut that\'s between you and me \n \nI don\'t want the movie section \nI\'ll see for myself \nI don\'t want the news that fits \nShove it back on the shelf \n \nGive me the truth \nJust between me and you \n \nGive me the low down \nIf you can \nI don\'t want a show down \nI just want to know where I stand \n \nThe headlines are screaming \nThey change everyday \nAs long as I ain\'t in them \nI\'m happy that way \n \nI know that you won\'t lie to me \nBut you hold back the truth \nPlease give me the low down \nI can only get it from you \n \nGive me the truth \nJust between me and you \n \nGive me the low down \nIf you can \nDon\'t want a show down \nI just want to know where I stand \n \nGive me the low down \nAs quick as you can \nI don\'t want to hear about it \nI want it straight from you \n \nGive me the truth\n\n','Rolling Stones' 193.0,'You don\'t really understand \nHow it feels to be your man \nYou\'re just nice to have around, now \nBut I\'ll let you guess \nYou can get me \nIf you let me, oh yes \nIt\'s nice to talk to you today \nIt\'s very pleasant anyway \nIs this as far as you go, girl \nBut I\'ll let you guess \nYou can get me \nIf you let me, oh yes \nYou can get me \nIf you let me, oh yes \nYes, you\'re younger than I thought \nYou\'re so tall and I\'m so short \nIt doesn\'t matter anyhow \nBut I\'ll let you guess \nYou can get me \nIf you let me, oh yes \nIt\'s a brand new thing for me \nLoving you so physically \nThe time has come to say goodnight \nBut I\'ll let you guess \nYou can get me \nIf you let me, oh yes \nOh yes \n\n','Rolling Stones' 253.0,'I stood under your bedroom window \nThrowing up a brick \nNo one came I threw one more \nThat really did the trick \nYour daddy came and banged my head \nHe said what kind of man \nIs this that\'s hanging \'round my girl \nAnd threw me in the can \nYou\'re a farmer\'s daughter \nYou\'re a farmer\'s daughter \nWhy do I always get \nThe kinda girl I didn\'t oughta get \nI won\'t get no more eggs and water \nNow I\'ve laid the farmer\'s daughter \n \nImagine I was a full-grown man \nAnd I could talk just right \nCould I come and see you here \nAnd do this every night \nWham! The door comes crashing down \nYour daddy\'s face all pale \nSays come with me you hairy bum \nI\'ll put you in my jail \nYou\'re a judge\'s daughter \nYou\'re a judge\'s daughter \nWhy do I always get \nThe kinda girl I didn\'t oughta get \nNow I\'m getting jail and torture \n\'Cause I made the judge\'s daughter \n \nIt seems they\'re screaming law and order \nWhen I go with anyone\'s daughter \n \nWoman I should like some peace \nAnd daddy hold your tongue \nI think you\'re gonna die of fright \nWhen I tell you what I\'ve done \nI can hear your tales and lies \nYou say I\'m dumb and scraggy \nBut man this dumb and scraggy is \nYour daughter\'s baby\'s daddy \nShe\'s a lucky daughter \nSuch a lucky daughter \nWhy did I always get \nThe kinda girl I didn\'t want to get \nNow I\'ve got what I always fought for \n\'Cause I\'ve married a rich man\'s daughter\n\n','Deep Purple' 243.0,'Didn\'t I see you down in San Antone \nOn a hot and dusty night? \nWe were eating eggs in Sammy\'s \nWhen the black man there drew his knife \nAw, you drowned that Jew in Rampton \nAs he washed his sleeveless shirt \nYou know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen \nThe one we all called Kurt \nCome now, gentleman \nI know there\'s some mistake \nHow forgetful I\'m becoming \nNow you fixed your business straight \nI remember you in Hemlock Road \nIn nineteen fifty-six \nYou\'re a faggy little leather boy \nWith a smaller piece of stick \nYou\'re a lashing, smashing hunk of man \nYour sweat shines sweet and strong \nYour organs working perfectly \nBut there\'s a part that\'s not screwed on \nWeren\'t you at the Coke convention \nBack on nineteen sixty-five \nYou\'re the misbred, gray executive \nI\'ve seen heavily advertised \nYou\'re the great, gray man whose daughter licks \nPolicemen\'s buttons clean \nYou\'re the man who squats behind the man \nWho works the soft machine \nCome now, gentleman \nYour love is all I crave \nYou\'ll still be in the circus when I\'m laughing \nLaughing in my grave \nWhen the old men do the fighting \nAnd the young men all look on \nAnd the young girls eat their mothers meat \nFrom tubes of plasticon \nBe wary of these my gentle friends \nOf all the skins you breed \nThey have a tasty habit \nThey eat the hands that bleed \nSo remember who you say you are \nAnd keep your noses clean \nBoys will be boys and play with toys \nSo be strong with your beast \nOh Rosie dear, don\'tcha think it\'s queer \nSo stop me if you please \nThe baby is dead, my lady said \n\"You gentlemen, why you all work for me?\" \n\n','Rolling Stones' 16.0,'Oh, my honey, take my money \nI do what I wanna do \nDon\'t you know the sun is shining \nI\'m sure trying, I ain\'t crying \nMy feet won\'t touch the ground \nI ain\'t got no more misery \n \nSpread the word I\'m living again \nTell the world I\'m loving again \nDon\'t you know I feel like giving again \nFreedom, oh \n \nNo more walking or fast talking \nNo things are gonna wear me out \nI\'m sure glad I wasn\'t born a fool, yeah \nSome day, baby, you\'ll be my lady \nI know that it won\'t be long \nWe ain\'t got no more misery \n \nSpread the word I\'m living again \nTell the world I\'m loving again \nDon\'t you know I feel like giving again \nFreedom \n \nOh, honey honey honey, taking all my money \nI do what I really wanna do \nOh, the sun is shining \nI tried, I tried, I tried, I tried, I never never cried \nOh, my feet won\'t touch the ground \nI ain\'t got no more misery \n \nSpread the word I\'m living again \nTell the world I\'m loving again \nDon\'t you know I feel like giving again \nFreedom\n\n','Deep Purple' 195.0,'If you really want to be my friend \nLet me live it up like I used to do \nIf you really want to understand me \nThere\'s some giving up we got to do \n \nI know ev\'rybody wants to be your man \nI don\'t want to tie you up, go ahead, you\'re free \nAnd I never want to scar you with my brand \nWe could live it up, just a you and me \n \nIf you really want to understand a man \nLet him off the lead sometimes, set him free \nIf you really, really want to be my friend \nGive me the look of love, not jealousy \n \nI know you think that life is a thriller \nYou play the vamp, I play the killer \nNow baby, what\'s the use of fighting? \nBy the last reel we\'ll be cryin\', cryin\', cryin\' \n \nIf you really want to be my man \nGet your nails out of my back \nStop using me \n \nYou know I really, really want to be your friend \nBut just a little faith is all we need \nI don\'t want no dog eat dog world for you and me \nGet your nails out, stop bleeding me \n \nYou know, people tell me you are a vulture \nSay you\'re a sore in a cancer culture \nAy, but you got a little charm around you \nI\'ll be there when they finally hound you \nHound you, hound you \n \nIf you really want to be my friend \nAnd I really want to understand you baby \nIf you really want to be my friend \nIf you really want to understand me \nI really want to be your man \nI want to try to give you a helping hand \n \nI really want to be your friend \nI want to push you when you\'re up \nAnd pull you when you\'re down \nIf you really want you to understand me \nI\'ll tell you something, that love can\'t thrive on jealousy \n \nI really want to understand you \nI really want to be your man \nCause understanding is something ev\'rybody needs \nI really want to be your friend \nAnd I love you, love you, yes, I do\n\n','Rolling Stones' 176.0,'Sometimes I\'m up, sometimes I\'m down \nSometimes I\'m fallin\' on the ground \nHow do you hide, how do you hide your love? \n \nNow look here, baby, it sure looks sweet \nIn the sleep time, out in the street \nWhy do you hide, why do you hide your love? \nWhy do you hide, baby, why do you hide your love? \n \nOh, been a sick man, I want to cry \nLord, I\'m a drunk man, but now I\'m dry \nWhy do you hide, why do you hide your love? \n \nNow look here, baby, you sure look cheap \nI make money seven days a week \nWhy do you hide, why do you hide your love? \nWhy do you hide, baby, hide from the man that you love? \n \nCome on, come on, come on \nCome on, come on, come on \n \nOh, babe, I\'m reachin\', reachin\' high \nOh, yeah, I\'m fallin\' out of the sky \nWhy do you hide, hide from the man that you love? \nWhy do you hide, baby, why do you hide your love? \n \nOh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah \nWhy do you hide, why do you hide your love? \nWhy do you hide it, baby, hide from the man that you love \nThat you love? Well, well, well, well\n\n','Rolling Stones' 352.0,'You can follow the road to the mountain \nOr the track leading down to the beach \nYou can go where your life go left or go right \nIt\'s you in the driver\'s seat \n \nBut if the rain starts swamping your windscreen \nAnd the lights don\'t piss through the night \nAnd the truck\'s coming at you, just going to splash you \nThe highway\'s blinding bright \n \nYou\'re going out of your brain, out of your mind \nYou\'re so deranged, you\'re going blind \n \nYou\'re driving too fast \nYou went straight past the curve and you never go back \nDriving too fast \nThe road was a blur and it all turned to black \nDriving too fast \nHang on to the wheel, I think you\'re going to crash \n \nYou can see the freeway divided \nIt\'s a pity you can\'t take \'em both \nOne leads to the valley or down some blind alley \nThe other runs down to the coast \n \nToo many roads lead to nowhere \nBut how they twist and they turn \nAnd a dead end and a dusty old strip mall \nWhere your tires are all shredded and burned \n \nYou\'re going out of your brain, out of your mind \nGoing insane, you\'re going blind, yeah \n \nYou\'re driving too fast \nYou slip through the curve and your slam through the flat \nDriving too fast \nNow you never go back \n \nDriving too fast \nYeah and it\'s all time to pass, yeah \nYou\'re driving too fast \nHang on for your life, I think you\'re going to crash \n \nYou\'re going out of your brain, out of your mind \nYou\'re so deranged, you\'re going blind \n \nYou\'re driving too fast \nYou slip pass the time, never go back \nDriving too fast \nYou spin through the curve and you burn off the track \n \nDriving too fast \nYou\'re running out of gas \nDriving too fast \nHang on to the wheel, I think we\'re going to crash \n \nYeah \nDriving too fast, yeah\n\n','Rolling Stones' 11.0,'Chasing shadows, over my walls \nwith myself hardly sleeping \nDwarfs and giants, twenty feet tall \nfill the room with their creeping \n \nSounds of breathing sharpen my ears \nthen they fade into nothing \nSomeone\'s laughter out in the street \nfills the night with their loving \n \nI feel the ice in my head \nRunning its hands through my bed \nNot even dreaming I seem to be dead \nColours of yellow and colours of red \n \nAll I\'m asking some secret voice \nIs to lead me to darkness \n \nI\'m so tired, dawn never comes \nI just hide in the shadows\n\n','Deep Purple' 335.0,'You\'re so extreme, you\'re super heavy \nYou\'re one step over the line \nNot what you seem, don\'t try and tell me \nI know what\'s really on your mind \n \nOnce you get started you\'re out of control \nDon\'t play that sweet and innocent with me girl \nI know you know you want to rock and roll \nBut I got just what you need \n \nI, I want to feel your love \nToo much is not enough \nI, I want to feel your touch \nToo much is not enough \n \nYou\'ve got it bad, you\'re hopelessly addicted \nYou\'re always searching for the cure \nLove is the crime, you stand convicted \nYou keep on coming back for more \n \nCome on admit it, you\'re over the top \nThat song and dance won\'t work with me girl \nYou just can\'t quit it, don\'t know when to stop \nBut I got the remedy \n \nI, I want to feel your love \nToo much is not enough \nI, I want to feel your touch \nToo much is not enough \n \nBaby stop wasting time \nAnd let me know that you\'re mine \nI need to feel your embrace \nHow much can I take\n\n','Deep Purple' 82.0,'I can almost hear you sigh \nI can almost hear you cry \nOn every crowded street \nAll the places we would meet \n \nWhat will I do without ya \nThey say that life goes on \nI\'m feeling sorry for myself \nI can\'t believe you\'re gone \n \nAnd you acted much too calm \nYou turned on all the charm \nYou had a cold look in your eyes \n \nI can feel your tongue on mine \nSilky smooth like wine \nI\'m living with these memories \nThat\'s all that\'s left of you and me \n \nI can almost hear you sigh \nAlmost hear you cry \nWhen you made sweet love to me \nAnd you turned on all the charm \nActed much too calm \nYou had a cold look in your eyes \n \nDid it mean nothing \nWas it all in vain \nWas I just your fool \nOr was the pleasure pain \n \nHave you set me free \nOr will I wake up \nIn the morning \nAnd find out it\'s been a bad dream \n \nCome on, I beg you \nI want to be your main man \n \nI can almost hear you sigh \nAlmost hear you cry \nWhen you make sweet love to me \nAlmost see your smile \nIt stretched half a mile \nYou had a stone cold look in your eyes\n\n','Rolling Stones' 70.0,'Well there must have been a reason \nfor the smile that you had upon your face last night \nAre you the cat that got the cream \nDid you lick your lips did you close your eyes \nCan you imagine how it feels \nIt\'s so hard to reveal \nOh I can\'t get through and I\'m falling \nI\'m getting out, I\'m losing ground \nThe Spanish archer\'s gonna bring you down \n \nis there someone somewhere waiting in the wings \nto take my place \nLet\'s not drag it out like a Cagney death scene \nIn this season of change it\'s not hard to explain \nLike the leaves on the trees I\'m falling \nAnd as you turn, don\'t look away \nThe Spanish archer\'s gonna make you pay \n \nDo you remember when the sky was blue \nwe used to talk for miles \nAnd now we drive along in this thundering silence \nIt\'s such an obvious lie with that easy smile of yours \nI\'m letting go and I\'m falling \nI\'m getting out, losing ground \nThe Spanish archer\'s gonna bring you down \n \nWell is there something I can say as we stumble to the edge have we gone too\nfar \nWhy don\'t we call it a day before we call it a nightmare darlin\' \nIf we made a mistake then all that it takes to be free \nIs the wave of a hand and you\'re falling \nAnd as you turn, don\'t look away \nThe Spanish archer\'s gonna make you pay\n\n','Deep Purple' 54.0,'here be friends... \nhere be heroes... \nhere be sunshine... \nhere be grey... \nhere be life... \nhere love lies bleeding... \nmemories so hazy... \nand dreams that drove me crazy \nhere be down... \nhere be paradise... \nhere be starbright... \nhere be pain... \nhere be smiles in eyes like rainbows... \nmy father and my mother... \nmy sisters and my brother - \npictured within \nwhere there\'re shadows ill met by moonlight... \nthere are dragons I have slain... \nand here be bright eyes with hair so golden... \nsunrise and sunset and running free... \nand laughing at the rain \nhere be home... \nhere be travellin\'... \nhere be thunder... \nhere be blue... \nand Sometimes heaven and thoughts of wonder... \nthe Miracle of children... \na poet and a pilgrim \nkith and kin - pictured within \nlose and win - pictured within\n\n','Deep Purple' 99.0,'We used to ride, baby \nRide around in limousines \nWe looked so fine, baby \nYou in white and me in green \nDrinking and dancing \nAll inside and crazy dream \nWell now look at your face now baby \nLook at you and look at me \n \nI get so scared \nJust to see you on the street \nThey\'re living dead \nYour all the same, you never speak \nYour wrecked out now \nWashed up high up on the beach \nWell now look at your face now baby \nLook at you and look at me \n \nWe used to shine, shine, shine, shine \nSay what a pair, say what a team \nWe used to ride, ride, ride, ride \nIn a long black limousine \nThose dreams are gone baby \nLocked away and never seen \nWell now look at your face now baby \nLook at you and look at me\n\n','Rolling Stones' 183.0,'You offer me \nAll your love and sympathy \nSweet affection baby \nIt\'s killing me \n \nCause baby baby \nCan\'t you see \nHow could I stop \nOnce I start baby \n \nHow could I stop once I start \nHow could I stop \nYeah yeah \nHow could I stop once I start \n \nYou look at me \nBut I don\'t know what you see \nA reflection baby \nOf what I want to be \n \nI see your face \nAnd I want to roll with it \n \nBut how could I stop \nBaby how could I stop \nHow could I stop \nStop it, stop it \n \nIf I could, I\'d take you all the way \nBaby, baby listen what I say \nThere\'s even some things \nThat I just would not pay \n \nCause how could I stop \nIf I start babe \nHow could I stop \nIf I start \nStart with you \n \nHow could I stop \nIf I start, baby \nHow could I stop \nIf I start with you \n \nIt\'s too easy to lay here at your feet \nI couldn\'t take the heat \nThere\'s somewhere else \nMaybe you should go \nBaby maybe baby just a further down the road \nHow could I stop \nIf I start with you baby \nHow could I stop \nHow could I stop \nOnce I start \n \nYou tell me baby \nOnce I\'ve started with you \nHow could I stop \nOnce I start \n \nStop, stop, stop\n\n','Rolling Stones' 32.0,'Broken down relations, beaten up guitars \nMaking one last appearance in a heap of old cars \nBrambles and weeds flourishing amongst \nLines of empty bottles and rambling drunks \n \nJunkyard blues sounds familiar \nI\'m never alone \nAlways remind me of home \n \nOnce of a dozen covered with stains \nBlistered and stinking was all that remained \nCannibalized machines, mysterious bones \nUnwanted contents of anonymous homes \n \nThose junkyard blues sounds familiar \nTake me back \nAlways remind me of home \n \nMangy old dog scratching in the dust \nBurned out Mercedes surrendering to rust \nAll this stuff was good for something \nBut here it is now, good for nothing \n \nJunkyard blues sounds familiar \nI\'m never alone \nAlways remind me of home\n\n','Deep Purple' 46.0,'Found some money in an old black jacket \nI\'m going out tonight, gonna find me a woman or two \nI don\'t know how long it\'ll last \nBut I never regret the past \nWhen I wake up tomorrow, I\'ll be looking around for you \nI got no reason to be down at the station \nI got no ticket, but I\'m gonna take a fucking ride \nDon\'t care where I go \nI never seem to know \nI never had a penny, but I never wondered why \nOh no, I never wondered why \n \nIf I\'m cold I need some heat \nIf I\'m hungry then I eat \nI\'m not responsible \n \nI woke up this morning and I couldn\'t find my shoes \nIt\'s one long party and I haven\'t seen the sun for days \nI\'d take you out tonight, but I\'m just a little light \nSo let\'s go out anyway, you\'ll be amazed \n \nI take my woman to the palace dancing \nI never coulda made it but the doorman is a friend of mine \nSo I raise a glass to you, the foot is on the other shoe \nYou can pay the bill and while you\'re at it pick up mine \nOh, no no, I don\'t mind \n \nIf it rains I stay inside \nIf I\'m scared I run and hide \nI\'m not responsible, oh no\n\n','Deep Purple' 116.0,'Claudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail (again) \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail (again) \nShe only does it at weekends \nClaudine \nOh, Claudine \nNow only Spider knows for sure \nBut he ain\'t talkin\' about it any more \nIs he, Claudine? \nThere\'s blood in the chalet \nAnd blood in the snow \n(She)Washed her hands of the whole damn show \nThe best thing you could do, Claudine \nShot him once right through the head \nShot him twice right through the chest \nThe judge says (ruled) it was an accident \nClaudine \nAccidents will happen \n(In the best homes) \nAnd Claudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine \n(Claudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine) [additional chorus] \nI\'ll tell you something \nNow Claudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine \nTell you one more \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nHuh Claudine? \nOh Claudine... \nOooo ... \nWhat about the children, baby? \nPoor, poor children \nNow I threaten my wife with a gun \nI always leave the safety on \nI recommend it \nClaudine \nNow she pistol whipped me once or twice \nBut she never tried to take my life \n(What do you think about that) \nClaudine \nThe prettiest girl I ever seen \nI saw you on the movie screen \nHope you don\'t try to make a sacrifice of me \nClaudine \n(Don\'t get trigger happy with me) \nDon\'t wave a gun at me \n(Claudine) \nI said Claudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine \nI said Claudine\'s back in jail again \nClaudine\'s back in jail again \nShe only does it at weekends \nClaudine \nKeith, will you put that weapon down? \nOh Claudine \nOh Claudine \n\n','Rolling Stones' 299.0,'Somebody Somebody \nCome to my side \nI\'m tired I\'m crying \nI\'m sick inside \nMy woman that woman \nJust wasn\'t right \n \nHelp me now please my friend \nI never felt so bad before \nNever never before \n \nSo funny so funny \nJust like a show \nOne name two people \nAll in a row \nSomebody Somebody \nSomeone must go \n \nHelp me now please my friend \nI never felt so bad before \nNever never before \n \nI was hurt when I was younger \nBy a woman who was cold \nShe took my name \nShe took my body \nAnd she threw away my soul \n \nCan\'t hide I can\'t hide my misery \nI know my sorrow won\'t set me free \nShe did it d\'you see she did it to me \n \nHelp me now please my friend \nI never felt so bad before \nNever never before\n\n','Deep Purple' 336.0,'You know my will is broken \nYou\'ve got my heart on hold \nI\'m lying here in pieces, so cold \n \nIt gets so hard to handle \nAll the things you need to say \nBut I guess I heard it all before anyway \nIs love such a blessing or a curse \nEither way \nTruth hurts \n \nWell there\'ll be no more running \nNow I\'ve got you face to face \nI want to know who you\'ve been loving in my place \n \nYou say I had it coming \nTry to hold my head up high \nLove gave me wings and left me paralyzed \n \nThere\'s nothing left alive \nAs we watch the spirits die \nThe world keeps turning \nMy heart keeps learning \nDo you know where the guilty sleep \n \nBabe I\'ve got my pride \nSomehow I will survive \nThe world keeps turning \nMy heart keeps learning \nDo you know where the lonely sleep tonight \n \nAnother fallen angel \nHow far I just can\'t tell \nLiving without love is a living hell \nWhy is love such a blessing or a curse \nBaby either way \nTruth hurts \n \nBabe I\'ve got my pride \nSomehow I will survive \nMy heart keeps learning \nDon\'t know which is worse \nBut one thing that I know \n \nTruth hurts\n\n','Deep Purple' 161.0,'There\'ve been good times \nThere\'ve been bad times \nI have my share of hard times, too \nBut I lost my faith in the world \nHoney, when I lost you \n \nRemember the good times we\'ve had together \nDon\'t you want them back again \nThough these hard times are bugging me now \nHoney, now it\'s a sin \n \nThere\'s gotta be trust in this world \nOr it won\'t get very far \nWell, trust in someone \nOr there\'s gonna be war\n\n','Rolling Stones' 277.0,'Nobody gonna take my car, I\'m gonna race it to the ground \nNobody gonna beat my car, it\'s gonna break the speed of sound \nOoh it\'s a killing machine, it\'s got everything \nLike a driving power, big fat tires and everything \n \nI love it, and I need it, I feed it \nYeah it\'s a wild hurricane \nAlright hold tight, I\'m a highway star \n \nNobody gonna take my girl I\'m gonna keep her to the end \nNobody gonna have my girl she stays close on every bend \nOoh she\'s a killing machine, she\'s got everything \nLike a moving mouth, body control and everything \n \nI love her, I need her, I seed her \nYeah she turns me on \nAlright hold tight, I\'m a highway star \n \nNobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain \nNobody gonna steal my head now that I\'m on the road again \nOoh I\'m in heaven again I\'ve got everything \nLike a moving ground, an open road and everything \n \nI love it, I need it, I bleed it \nEight cylinders all mine \nAlright hold tight, I\'m a highway star \n \nNobody gonna take my car, I\'m gonna race it to the ground \nNobody gonna beat my car, it\'s gonna break the speed of sound \nOoh it\'s a killing machine, it\'s got everything \nLike a driving power, big fat tires and everything \n \nI\'m a highway star, I\'m a highway star\n\n','Deep Purple' 283.0,'In ages past when spells were cast \nIn a time of men in steel \nWhen a man was taught no special thing \nIt was all done by feel \n \nSo listen, so learn, so read on \nYou gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn \n \nHear the song of lovely Joan \nHer sound so sweet and clear \nIn the courtroom of the King \nAmong children and the peers \n \nSo listen, so learn, so read on \nYou gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn \n \n\"Now hear ye the words of Taliesyn, \nOn the foaming beach of the ocean, \nIn the day of trouble, \nI shall be of more service to thee \nThan three hundred salmon\" \n \nThe hare he bounds across the page \nPast castles white and fair \nPast dreaming chessmen on their boards \nWith a fool\'s mate as a snare \n \nSo listen, so learn, so read on \nYou gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn \n \n\"Three times I have been born \nI know this from meditation\" \n \nThe bird he flies the distance \nFrom pages two to six \nPast minstrels in their boxes \nTo the waters of the Styx \n \nSo listen, so learn, so read on \nYou gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn \n \nDon\'t take the pictures lightly \nListen to their sound \nFor from their coloured feeling \nExperience is found \n \nSo listen, so learn, so read on \nYou gotta turn the page, read the Book of Taliesyn \n \n\"All the sciences of the world are collected in my breast, \nFor I know what has been, what is now, \nAnd what hereafter will occur\"\n\n','Deep Purple' 332.0,'Don\'t get me started, let\'s get it right \nThere\'s no use to talk about it deep into the night \nDon\'t ask about secrets I could tell \nI\'m gonna keep them to myself \n \nNo bad decisions, no good advice \nNo time to think about it even once or twice \nNo second chances looking down the road \nWhen there\'s the only way, only way to go \n \nOh it makes me wonder \nWhat\'s going on inside my head \nWell could it be the pressure that I\'m under \nMakes me forget the things I never said \n \nI can\'t remember, I can\'t forget \nTake it from me there\'s not a moment of regret \nSince the day I learned to tie my shoes \nI found it hard to spread the news \n \nOh it makes me wonder \nWhat\'s going on inside my head \nWell could it be the pressure that I\'m under \nMakes me forget the things I never said \n \nIt\'s hard to swallow, it\'s hard to take \nWhen I think about it now my knees begin to shake \nNever came to me to mention at the time \nTell the truth it never crossed my mind \n \nOh it makes me wonder \nWhat\'s going on inside my head \nWell could it be the pressure that I\'m under \nMakes me forget the things I never said \n \nOh it makes me wonder \nWhat\'s going on inside my head \nCould it be the pressure that I\'m under \nMakes me forget the things I never said \n \n \n(thanks to Jorge for this lyric)\n\n','Deep Purple' 150.0,'Yeah man \n \nGonna pulp you to a mess of bruises \nCause that\'s what you\'re looking for \nThere\'s a hole where your nose used to be \nGonna kick you out of my door \n \nGotta get into a fight \nCan\'t get out of it \nGotta get into a fight \n \nGonna blow you to a million pieces \nBlow you sky high, I don\'t care \nSplatter matter on the bloody ceiling \nBlow the building right into the air \n \nGotta get into a fight \nCan\'t get out of it \nGotta get into a fight \nGonna put the boot right in \nGotta get into a fight \nYeah watch me now \n \nWhat I want is power, more power \nWhat I need is an innocent life \nWant to do it in the broad daylight \nI\'m the truck, I\'m the suicide \n \nGotta get into a fight \nCan\'t get out of it \nWant to get into a fight \nGonna get away with it \nGotta get into a fight \nWatch me, watch me now \n \nYeah gotta get into a fight \nWant to caught the bullet \nWant to get into a fight \nGonna get away with it \n \nIt\'s all for the greater glory \nIt\'s all for a Saturday night \nThere\'s a hole where your face used to be \nI got you in my telescope sight \n \nGotta get into a fight \nGonna shoot the bullet \nCan\'t get out of it \nWant to get into a fight \nGonna get away with it\n\n','Rolling Stones' 91.0,'Baby break it down \nBaby break it down \nWe\'ve got a long way to go \nBaby break it down \nBaby break it down \nWe\'ve got a long way to go \n \nYou\'re standing on your side \nI\'m standing on mine \nIt only needs one step \nAnd you could be crossing the line \nThere\'s nothing between us \nOr maybe too much \nWhatever it is it\'s too fragile to touch \n \nBaby break it down \nBaby break it down \nWe got a long way to go \nBaby break it down \nWrap your love around \nBabe, you\'ve got a long way to go \n \nAnd who jumps the fences \nAnd who builds the walls \nWhoever takes chances must surely fall \n \nBaby break it down \nBaby break it down \nBabe, you\'ve got a long way to go \nBaby break it down \nYou\'ll be safe and sound \nYou\'ve got a long way to go \nBabe, too far to go \nToo far to go \n \nThere\'s no river running \nThat we can\'t cross \nDoes one or the other of us \nHave to be the boss \n \nBaby break it down \nBaby break it down \nBabe, you\'ve got a long way to go \nBaby break it down \nWrap your love around \nA long way to go \n \nBaby break it down \nWrap your love around \nBabe, you\'ve got a long way to go \nBaby break it down \nBaby break it down \nLong way to go \nLong way to go \nYou\'ve got a long way to go\n\n','Rolling Stones' 152.0,'A scrap of flesh \nAnd a heap of bones \nOne deep high \nAnd a desperate moan \n \nThree black eyes \nAnd a busted nose \nI said oh yeah, oh yeah \n \nTake me up \nBaby I\'m ready to go \nShake me up \nBaby I\'m ready to go, yeah \nTake me up \nBaby I\'m ready \nBaby, baby I\'m ready to go \n(Chill me, freeze me, It\'s in my blood) \n \nI\'m not going to burn in hell \nI cased the joint \nAnd I know it well \nMaybe my carcass \nWould feed the worms \nBut I\'m working \nFor the other firm \n \nTake me up \nBaby I\'m ready to go \nFix me up \nBaby I\'m ready to roll, yeah \nSet me up \nBaby, baby, baby I\'m ready to go \n(Chill me, freeze me, It\'s in my blood) \nFlip the switch \n \nI got my money, my ticket \nAll that shit \nI even got myself \nA little shaving kit \nWhat would it take \nTo bury me \nI can\'t wait \nI can\'t wait to see \n \nI got toothbrush, mouthwash \nAll that shit \nI\'m looking down \nIn the filthy pit \nI had the turkey \nAnd the stuffing too \nI even saved \nA little bit for you \n \nLethal injection is a luxury \nI want to give it \nTo the whole jury \nI\'m just dying \nFor one more squeeze \nOh yeah \nOh yeah \n \nPick me up \nBaby I\'m ready to go \nTake me up \nBaby I\'m ready to blow \nTake me up \nBaby if you\'re ready to go \nBaby I got nowhere to go \nBaby I\'m ready to go \n(Chill me, freeze me, to my bones) \nFlip the switch\n\n','Rolling Stones' 3.0,'Take a look at \nThese dirty hands \nTake a look at this face these blazing eyes \nDo you see me as a broken man \nTell me \nAre you really that blind \n \nYou got yourself a load of trouble now \nYou got yourself a bad deal \nYou say I\'ve got a bad attitude \nHow d\'you think I feel \n \nYou got me locked in a paper cage \nYou think I\'m chained up but I\'m just tied down \nStep aside get out of my way \nI won\'t hurt you I had enough being pushed around \n \nYou got yourself a load of trouble now \nYou got yourself a bad deal \nYou say I\'ve got a bad attitude \nHow d\'you think I feel \n \nDon\'t want a number \nI got a name \nTake a look at my face \nTalk about a bad attitude \nThings have got to change\n\n','Deep Purple' 258.0,'My mama showed me how to rock in the cradle \nBut I learned how to roll along \nMy papa said \"son, gotta git some fun \nCos when you\'re old it ain\'t too good on your own\" \nBeen so long, since you heard my song \nGonna pick up my guitar \'n\' play \nFelt so bad when I had to leave you \nBut, I knew that I\'d be back some day \n \nSo I\'m comin\' home \nTo give you more than you bargained for \nComin\' home \nNo mistake, I\'m gonna shiver \'n\' shake \nComin\' home \nGonna rock \'n\' roll an\' give you my soul \nComin\' home \nI got over the pain, I\'m comin\' home again \n \nGroovin\' to American Bandstand \nB.B. onstage with \'Lucille\' \nThe thrill is gone, but it won\'t be for long \nCos you know I like to play how I feel \nNow that we\'re all back together \nGonna shiver \'n\' shake all night \nI just gotta say, the music I play \nWill sure \'nough make you feel alright \n \nTho\' I learned how to rock in the cradle \nAn\' rollin\' came so easy to me \nAll the years I travelled the world \nMade it so clear to see \nIt\'s been so long since you heard my song \nGonna pick up my guitar \'n\' play \nFelt so bad when I had to leave you \nBut I knew that I\'d be back some day \n \nComin\' home \nTo give you more than you bargained for \nComin\' home \nNo mistake, I\'m gonna shiver and shake \nComin\' home \nGonna rock \'n\' roll and give you my soul \nComin\' home \nI got over the pain, I\'m comin\' home again \nComin\' home \nShiver \'n\' shakin\', anticpatin\' \nComin\' home \nThe thrill is gone but it won\'t be for long\n\n','Deep Purple' 39.0,'She was a juke-box dancer \nA blue eyed gypsy queen \nShe always had an answer \nFor what she\'d done \nAnd where she\'d been \nA feathercane Lady Midnight \nFor all around to see \nShe spoke with words of wisdom \nAnd this is what she said to me \n \nLady luck \nC\'mon give me what I want \nPull me up \nLady luck \nIf I see you again \nI will call you my friend \n \nI have always been a sinner \nBut then the lady came along \nShe stole my heart and turned me \'round \n\'Till I didn\'t know right from wrong \nShe whispered words of kindness \nI\'d never ever heard before \nGolden words and silver tongue \nTill I really couldn\'t take no more \n \nLady luck \nC\'mon give me what I want \nPull me up \nLady luck \nIf I see you again \nI will call you my friend \nC\'mon shake me\n\n','Deep Purple' 160.0,'Whoa la la ta ta \nWhoa la la ta ta \nLa la la all night long \nWant to tell you \n \nWhoa la la ta ta \nWhoa la la ta ta \nLa la la all night long \n \nC\'mon let the good times roll \nWe\'re gonna stay here to soothe our soul \nIt could take all night long \n \nThe evening sun is sinking low \nThe clock on the wall says it\'s time to go \nI\'ve got my plans I don\'t know about you \nI tell you exactly what I\'m gonna do \n \nGet in the groove and let the good times roll \nWe\'re gonna stay here to soothe our soul \nIt could take all night long \n \nIt might be one o\'clock it might be three \nTime don\'t mean that much to me \nAin\'t felt this good since I don\'t know when \nI might not feel this good again \n \nSo c\'mon let the good time roll \nWe\'re gonna stay here to soothe our soul \nIt could take all night long \n \nAll night, all night \nAll night, all night long \nSomebody said it might take all night long \nAll night, all night whoa \n \nC\'mon let the good times roll \nWe\'re gonna stay here to soothe our soul \nIt could take all night long\n\n','Rolling Stones' 288.0,'If I work hard every day \nFor my money \nIf I work my finger down to the bone \nThat ain\'t funny \nNow if I see \nSomething I can\'t buy \nI put a dollar down \nThen I try try try \nTo get my money \nI need my money \nA woman who ain\'t got a dime \nI can\'t use her no \nIf she ain\'t got no cash money \nI\'ve got to refuse her \nI need a woman \nWith a whole lotta will \nSo she help me, baby \nHelp me pay my bill \nI need my money \nI\'ve got to have money \n \nI need lovin\' to give me a livin\' \nSo don\'t ask me I don\'t need forgivin\' \nI will stand up to count the cost \nBut I know I won\'t stand the loss \n \nI need a woman \nWith a whole lotta will \nShe can help me pay my bill \nI need my money \nI want my money \nBefore I say my prayers \nI count my money \nWhen I wake up \nIt has to be there \nMy money \nYou see, love, it don\'t mean a thing \nWhen she loves you \nShe can\'t bring, can\'t bring you no money \nI\'ve got to have my money \n \nLookin\' for lovin\' \nI need a livin\'\n\n','Deep Purple' 300.0,'Really hate the running really hate the game \nLooking at them all I want to be unborn again \nTheir suit is getting tighter although they\'re getting thin \nThe flies are crawling on their face and trying to get in \n \nPeople say that we\'re to blame I say \nNo no no it\'s just the game \nMust we let them fool us no no no \nHave we got our freedom no no no \nIs it getting better no no no \nDo we love each other no no no \nMust we wait forever no no no no no \n \nHeads are getting stronger bodies getting weak \nLooking at them all it feels good to be a freak \nTheir hands are getting closer they\'re reaching out so far \nThe greenies gonna get them make them serve stars \nTell them how it is and they say \nNo no no we know it all \nThe washing\'s getting dirty the air is getting thin \nIt\'s all in such a mess that no one knows where to begin \nThey talk about creating but all they do is kill \nThey say we\'re gonna mend it but they never will \nPoison in the rain but they say \nNo no no we ain\'t to blame\n\n','Deep Purple' 34.0,'It doesn\'t matter if I\'m right or wrong \nIt really doesn\'t mean a thing \nIt doesn\'t matter if you like my song \nAs long as you can hear me sing \n\'Cause I\'m the thorn in every little girl\'s rose \nYou know I cut but never bleed \nA shadow in the night, pure delight \nI can satisfy your every need \n \nI\'m a real smooth dancer, I\'m fantasy man \nMaster of illusion, magic touch in my hand \nAll the stages are empty when I steal the scenes \nA beggar of love, second hand hero \nKing of Dreams \n \nDon\'t make a difference what you got \nIt doesn\'t matter what you lose \nDon\'t make a difference if you like it or not \nBaby I\'m gonna change your attitude \n\'Cause all around me there is mystery and wonder \nNow can\'t you see it in my eyes \nI\'ll crack the sky, make you feel the thunder \nYou\'ll never see through my disguise \n \nI\'m a real smooth dancer, I\'m fantasy man \nMaster of illusion, with my sleight of hand \nAll the stages are empty when I steal the scenes \nA beggar for love, second hand hero \nKing of Dreams \n \nAll around, all around \nEmotional squeeze through again and again \nI know how to please you, your mind is on the bend \nCan\'t you feel the power, surrender in my arms \nBeyond the witching hour we\'re traveling on and on \n \nI\'m a real smooth dancer, I\'m fantasy man \nMaster of illusion, magic touch in my hand \nThe stages are empty when I steal the scenes \nA beggar of love, second hand hero \nKing of Dreams \n \nI\'m a real smooth dancer, fantasy man \nMaster of illusion, sleight of hand \nThe stages are empty when I steal the scenes \nA beggar for love \nKing of Dreams\n\n','Deep Purple' 28.0,'On the lonely road I\'m travelling on \nThe road that leads nowhere \nAs the ground and the sky have been wondering why \nI\'m alone, so alone \n \nI\'ve been rolling on for just two years \nThe sun is my only friend \nWith the wind on the bend and my back in my hand \nI\'m alone, so alone \nI\'m alone, so alone \nI\'m alone, so alone \nI\'m alone, so alone \nAnd I feel like going home \n \nWith my money spent, my clothes all torn \nMy spirit hanging low \nI ain\'t got no friends where the highway ends \nI\'m alone, so alone \nI\'m alone, so alone \nI\'m alone, so alone \nI\'m alone, so alone \nAnd I feel like going home \nGoing home\n\n','Deep Purple' 216.0,'I\'ve been traveling but I don\'t know where \nI\'ve been missing you but you just don\'t care \nAnd I\'ve been wandering, I\'ve seen Greece and Rome \nLost in the wilderness, so far from home \nYeah, yeah \n \nI\'ve been to Africa, looking for my soul \nAnd I feel like an actor looking for a role \nI\'ve been in Arabia, I\'ve seen a million stars \nBeen sipping champagne on the boulevards - yes \n \nI\'m so sick and tired \nTrying to turn the tide, yeah \nSo I\'ll say my goodbye \nLaugh, laugh \nI nearly died \n \nI\'ve been down to India, but it froze my bones \nI\'m living for the city, but I\'m all alone \nI\'ve been traveling, but I don\'t know where \nI\'ve been wandering, but I just don\'t care \n \nI hate to be denied \nHow you hurt my pride \nI feel pushed aside \nBut laugh, laugh, laugh \nI nearly died \n \nBeen traveling far and wide \nWondering who\'s going to be my guide \n \nLiving in a fantasy but it\'s way too far \nBut this kind of loneliness is way too hard \nI\'ve been wandering, feeling all alone \nI lost my direction and I lost my home, well \n \nI\'m so sick and tired \nNow I\'m on the side \nFeeling so despised \nWhen you laugh, laugh \nI almost died \n \n(Been traveling far and wide \nWondering who\'s going to be my guide) \n \nI hurt my pride, hurt my pride, hurt my pride (Been traveling far and wide) \nBeen traveling, yeah \n \n(Been traveling far and wide \nWondering who\'s going to be my guide) \n \n(Been traveling far and wide)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 206.0,'Baby it won\'t take long to forget you \nTime it passes fast \nIt\'ll all be over in a minute \nYou\'ll be in the past \n \nYou can lose the love of a lifetime \nIn a single roll \nYou can gain a fortune in an instant \nOr you can lose your soul \n \n[Chorus] \nAnd it won\'t take long to forget ya \nYou know I\'m never wrong \nIt\'ll all be over in a minute \nAnd it won\'t take long \n \nAnd it won\'t take long to forgive ya \nBut it\'s hard to forget \nCause it seems like it\'s yesterday \nThe day that we first met \n \nWhen you give me a smoldering look and \nPut out your cigarette \nAnd I saw your sultry look \nYou wore a pale blue dress \n \n[Chorus] \n \nLife is short, one look and it\'s over \nComes as quite a shock \nAll I got is some memories \nStuck in an old shoebox \n \nAnd it won\'t take long to forget ya \nYou know I\'m never wrong \nIt\'ll all be over by Christmas \nNo, it won\'t take long \n \nIt won\'t take long\n\n','Rolling Stones' 248.0,'Mother nature\'s been good to me \nThat\'s why I\'m sittin\' in this cherry tree \nBut it\'s alright, it\'s alright \nIt\'s not so bad \nI\'m just a touch away \n \nThe shady lady \nFrom shady lane \nIs lying in my bed again \nAnd it\'s alright \nIt feels good \nIt\'s not so bad \nWhen she\'s just a touch away \n \nNothing much \nIs all I ask \nAnd it\'s alright, OK yes \nLight as a feather, oh yes \n \nLike a rosebud \nWhen the sun is high \nShe opens up \nBefore my eyes \nAnd the light falls \nOn her wet skin \nIt\'s alright \nI\'m just a touch away \n \nNothing much \nIs all I know \nAnd it\'s alright, oh yes \nLight as a feather, \nAnd just a touch away \n \nPut a finger to her lips again \nShe cries with pleasure \nCries with pain \nAnd it\'s alright \nIt feels good \nIt\'s not so bad \nWe\'re just a touch away \n \nNothing much \nIs all I know \nNot too fast \nNot too slow \nAnd it\'s alright \nSoft as a feather \nAnd just a touch away\n\n','Deep Purple' 220.0,'You look a little dressed up \nYou\'re acting way too smart \nYour face a little bit flushed \nFor a walk in the park \n \nAnd you\'re clutching your phone \nAs you walk in the dark \nAnd your smile\'s got a twist \nYou\'re looking so hardcore \n \nIf you\'ve something to say \nDon\'t be too direct \nCause I feel a little fragile \nDon\'t hit the nail on the head \n \nWhy I said, baby, baby, let me down real slow \nOh no no no \nWhy I said, baby, baby, let me down real slow \nNo no no \n \nThere\'s a swish in your step \nThere\'s a gleam in your eye \nAre you coloring your hair \nWith some new kind of dye \n \nBut the first one to blink \nIs the first one to fall \nI don\'t want a confrontation \nI\'ve got my back to the wall \n \nOh baby, baby, let me down real slow \nOh no no no \nWhy I said, baby, baby, let me down real slow \nOh na na no \n \nOh baby, baby, let me down real slow \nLet me stretch out in the afterglow \nOh na na na na \n \nLet me down real slow \nOh na na na, baby, let me down real slow\n\n','Rolling Stones' 212.0,'Jivin\' Sister Fanny, told her man from \nPhiladelphia, PA, uh, huh, huh, huh \nHe tore down the station said she didn\'t \nLike the way we played, uh, huh, huh, huh \nIf you got a favorite guy, get you babe, real no why \nMan from you down inside, got it feathered by the while \nOoh, child, you got me walkin\' down the \nBroad highway, uh, huh, huh, huh \nNow, Jivin\' Sister Fanny got \nThe brain of a dinosaur, uh, huh, huh, huh \nWell, she hocked my fancy mother \nAnd she hocked my electric guitar \nThen she\'s waitin\' in the store \nTell her to wait, \'er, waitin\' for glad she\'s on the waiting good \nBy Charles oh watch \'er, you wait good \nOoh, child, you got me walkin\' down the broad highway \n\n','Rolling Stones' 1.0,'I\'m so far away from everything you know \nYour name is carried, carried on the wind \nOh your ice blue waters Anya, where do they flow? \nWhere have they been? Ah where have they been? \nA hidden passion touching a spark \nFlame of revolution burning wild in your gypsy heart \nOh your gypsy heart \nAnya Anya the spirit of freedom \nAnya Anya ooh Anya \n \nThe light of freedom buried deep within your soul \nAcross the puszta plain to see \nThe rhapsody of angels refuse to dance alone \nWhat do they mean? Oh what do they mean? \nYour jewel flashing across the dark \nForbidding distance, I love your gypsy heart \nOh your gypsy heart \nAnya Anya the spirit of freedom \nAnya Anya ooh Anya \n \nJewel flashing across the dark \nForbidding distance, I love your gypsy heart \nOh your gypsy heart \nAnya Anya the spirit of freedom \nAnya Anya ooh Anya\n\n','Deep Purple' 7.0,'Woke up this morning, rain coming down \nWashing the sin from the street \nSometimes I feel like I\'m losing ground \nJust trying to make ends meet \nWell I work every day to sweat out my dreams \nWon\'t you show me that you understand \nIt\'s only my life, whatever that means \nAnd you\'ve got it all in your hands \n \nI need someone to pull me through \nWon\'t you take the pain from my head \nGive me all your loving, the way you always do \nGive me breakfast in bed \n \nI feel like the good days are numbered \nAnd my nights are getting too long \nMy hopes and my fears take their toll on the years \nAnd my willpower\'s almost gone \nWell it\'s a time full of trouble \nA time of desperate need \nSometimes life don\'t make sense \nFighting the anger, jealousy and greed \nOne day I\'ll look back and wonder where it all went \n \nI need someone to pull me through \nWon\'t you take the pain from my head \nGive me all your loving, the way you always do \nGive me breakfast in bed \n \nIt don\'t take much to please me \nI\'m just a simple man \nWon\'t you please believe me \nI gotta tell you \nIt don\'t take much, a tender touch \nSo baby do the best that you can\n\n','Deep Purple' 246.0,'Nothing here for me today \nGarbaggio from the men in grey \nDon\'t do this \nYou can\'t do that \nWhat\'s the point \nWhat\'s the matter, anyway \nFat cat\'s licking cream \nDirty business \nHard and mean \nNarrow eyes and hungry days \nThere\'s got to be \nA better way \n \nSomething here about my face \nSomething make you think \nI got time to waste \nWhat you doing \nStanding here \nWhy don\'t you call \nSomeone who cares \nFat cats all the same \nEasy answers just a game \nAnother day nothing changes \nThere\'s got to be a better way \n \nA glistening of questioners \nPrepared the inquisition \nWhile jackals in the shadows \nManoeuvre for position \n \nA fundament of righteous men \nA barrow ideals \nThe carriage of misjustice \nCrushes all beneath it\'s wheels \nConspiracies of silence \nWithin the temple walls \nGraveyards full of promises \nTha no one can recall \n \nA castle full of rascals \nA fortress full of thieves \nA parliament of silver tongues \nThat latter to deceive \n \nOh my darling Carolina \nIf you get the chance \nTo walk behind here \nShe\'s so clean \nYou see no splash \nJust the Texas chainsaw massacre \nFat cat\'s got to go \nI\'m Rockin\' and rollin\' \nFrom my headache to my toes \nShe\'s trying to set the world on fire \nUp there in her Ivory tower\n\n','Deep Purple' 355.0,'I don\'t care if your love grows cold \nFound love in someone else\'s home \nDon\'t like standin\' in the snow \n \nEverything\'s turning to gold \nEverything\'s turning to gold \nEverything\'s turning to gold \n \nYou used to know me long ago \nWas so lost and way down low. \nNow that the love juice starts to flow, \nNow that the love juice starts to flow, \nEverything\'s turning to gold \nEverything\'s turning to gold \n \nEverything\'s turning, everything\'s turning \nEverything\'s turning, everything\'s turning to gold \n \nI\'m tired, I\'m tired of doing what I\'m told. \nThings are moving way too slow. \nI got no problems, I got no problems, child. \nIt ain\'t my business, it ain\'t my business, ain\'t my style. \nNow that the love juice starts to flow, \nNow that the love juice starts to flow.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 348.0,'Fly into the rising sun, \nFaces, smiling everyone \nYeah, she is a whole new tradition \nI feel it in my heart \n \nMy woman from Tokyo \nShe makes me see \nMy woman from Tokyo \nShe\'s so good to me \n \nTalk about her like a Queen \nDancing in a Eastern Dream \nYeah, she makes me feel like a river \nThat carries me away \n \nMy woman from Tokyo \nShe makes me see \nMy woman from Tokyo \nShe\'s so good to me \n \nBut I\'m at home and I just don\'t belong \n \nSo far away from the garden we love \nShe is what moves in the soul of a dove \nSoon I shall see just how black was my night \nWhen we\'re alone in Her City of light \n \nRising from the neon gloom \nShining like a crazy moon \nYeah, she turns me on like a fire \nI get high \n \nMy woman from Tokyo \nShe makes me see \nMy woman from Tokyo \nShe\'s so good to me \n\n','Deep Purple' 207.0,'Well, baby used to stay out all night long \nShe made me cry, she done me wrong \nShe hurt my eyes open, that\'s no lie \nTables turn and now her turn to cry \n \n[Chorus] \nBecause I used to love her, but it\'s all over now \nBecause I used to love her, but it\'s all over now \n \nWell, she used to run around with every man in town \nShe spent all my money, playing her high class game \nShe put me out, it was a pity how I cried \nTables turn and now it\'s her turn to cry \n \n[Chorus] \n \nWell, I used to walk in the morning, get my breakfast in bed \nWhen I\'d gotten worried she\'d ease my aching head \nBut now she\'s here and there, with every man in town \nStill trying to take me for that same old clown \n \n[Chorus: x2]\n\n','Rolling Stones' 104.0,'I got a brand new car \nAnd I like to drive real hard \nI got a brand new car \nAnd I\'m feeling good so far \n \nTake her on the highway for a little spin \nI want to see the kind of shape she\'s in \nAnd I got a brand new star \nJack her up baby, go on, open the hood \nI want to check if her oil smells good \nMmmm, smells like caviar \n \nGive her some stick \nPush her too far \nRight to the brink \n \nHear the motor running \nYeah, she\'s right in sink \nTell me if she\'s thirsty \nWould she like a drink \nAnd I\'m stopping at this bar \n \nSlinky like a panther \nYou can hear her purr \nTouch her on the seat \nGo on, feel the fur \nAnd I got a brand new star \n \nFeel the juice \nFoot to the floor \nTake some abuse \n \nI got a brand new car \nAnd I drive her in the dark \nAnd I got a brand new car \nI think I\'ll stop and park\n\n','Rolling Stones' 68.0,'Orange juice, \nJust thinkin bout that orange orange juice \nOrange juice, \nJust thinkin bout that orange orange juice \nSome peeps \nSay orange juice is yellow \nBut I say \nOrange juice is mellow \nWith a lil more orange \nIn that orange orange juice \nOrange juice, \nJust thinkin bout that orange orange juice, \nOrange juice, \nJust thinkin bout that orange orange juice \nSome peeps, \nSay orange juice is yucky \nBut I say \nOrange juice is lucky \nWith a lil more spunk \nIn that orange orange juice \nOrange juice, \nJust thinkin bout that orange orange juice, \nOrange juice, \nJust thinkin bout that orange orange ju-you-you-you-uice. \n \n \n \n\n','Deep Purple' 298.0,'Never a word, a word so true \nPassed between us, me and you \nHeard you found your pot of gold \nThat\'s the story I\'ve been told \n \nNever a word was said in vain \nSome were never sad again \nSome were lost in lovers\' heat \nSome lay fallen at our feet \n \nAll day all night \nYou and only you \nAll day all night \nI think of you and only you \n \nNever a word escaped my lips \nSilenced by your fingertips \nI kept my word, can you believe \nAll this time so hard to breathe \nHard to breathe\n\n','Deep Purple' 255.0,'I\'ve got nothing to say today \nI used my words up yesterday \n \nI\'m just lying here in the sun \nWatching you guys having fun \n \nSeven days and seven nights \nWorking till you got it right \n \nDon\'t help me I\'ll help myself \nI\'ll pull some crackers off the shelf \n \nShe had her hair done yesterday \nNow she\'s coming out to play \n \nFirst you pull and then you push \nTwo in the hand and one in the bush \n \nOh, my love is \nSo excited \nWhen I say we\'ve \nBeen invited \nNow we\'re going \nTo the palace \nDressing up for \nTea with Alice \n \nSome will rise and some will fall \nSome will come to nothing at all \n \nThe strangest people have the power \nTo lead me to my darkest hour \n \nHow can you be sure it\'s me \nWhen it\'s payment on delivery \n \nOh, my love is \nSo excited \nWhen I say we\'ve \nBeen invited \n \nNow we\'re going \nTo the palace \nDressing up for \nTea with Alice \n \nNow my love is \nRicher than rich \n\'Cause I studied \nMathematics \n \nGraduated \nWithout honors \nEveryone has \nGone Bananas\n\n','Deep Purple' 135.0,'Oh help me, please doctor, I\'m damaged \nThere\'s a pain where there once was a heart \nIt\'s sleepin, it\'s a beatin\' \nCan\'t ya please tear it out, and preserve it \nRight there in that jar? \n \nOh help me, please mama, I\'m sick\'ning \nIt\'s today that\'s the day of the plunge \nOh the gal I\'m to marry \nIs a bow-legged sow \nI\'ve been soakin\' up drink like a sponge \n \n\"Don\'t ya worry, get dressed,\" cried my mother \nAs she plied me with bourbon so sour \nPull your socks up, put your suit on \nComb your long hair down, \nFor you will be wed in the hour \n \nSo help me, please doctor, I\'m damaged \nThere\'s a pain where there once was a heart \nI\'m sleepin, it\'s a beatin\' \nCan\'t ya please take it out, and preserve it \nRight there in that jar? \n \nOh help me, please doctor, I\'m damaged \nThere\'s a pain where there once was a heart \nIt\'s sleepin, it\'s a beatin\' \nCan\'t ya please tear it out, and preserve it \nRight there in that jar? \n \nI was tremblin\', as I put on my jacket \nIt had creases as sharp as a knife \nI put the ring in my pocket \nBut there was a note \nAnd my heart it jumped into my mouth \n \nIt read, \"Darlin\', I\'m sorry to hurt you. \nBut I have no courage to speak to your face. \nBut I\'m down in Virginia with your cousin Lou \nThere be no wedding today.\" \n \nSo help me, please doctor, I\'m damaged \nYou can put back my heart in its hole \nOh mama, I\'m cryin\' \nTears of relief \nAnd my pulse is now under control\n\n','Rolling Stones' 92.0,'I hear a preacher on the corner \nRanting like a crazy man \nHe says there\'s trouble, troubles are coming \nI can read it like the back of my hand \n \nI see love, I see misery \nJamming side by side on the stage \nIn the wind some mournful melody \nI can read it like the back of my hand \n \nThe back of my hand... Oh yeah \nOh yeah... \nI see dreams, I see visions \nImages I don\'t understand \nI see Goya\'s paranoias \nI can read it like the back of my hand \n \nWell, read it like the back of my hand \nOh yeah, wow yeah \nWow yeah \nRead it like the back of my hand\n\n','Rolling Stones' 251.0,'When the night wind softly blows through my open window \nThen I start to remember the girl that brought me joy \nNow the night wind softly blows sadness to tomorrow \nBringing tears to eyes so tired \nEyes I thought could cry no more \n \nIf the day would only come \nThen you might just appear \nEven though you\'d soon be gone \nWhen I reached out my hand \n \nIf I could see you \nIf only I could see you \nTo see if you are laughing or crying \nWhen the night winds softly blow \n \nIn my dark and whispering room \nMemories still bring me a numbness to my feelings \nTake my hand and brush my brow \nIn the warm and fevered dark \nHeart is madly beating \nMy crazy thoughts are burning \nWhen the night winds softly blow \n \nIf the day would only come \nThen you might just appear \nEven though you\'d soon be gone \nWhen I reached out my hand \n \nIf I could see you \nIf only I could see you \nTo see if you are laughing or crying \nWhen the night winds softly blow \n \nIf the day would only come \nThen you might just appear \nEven though you\'d soon be gone \nWhen I reached out my hand \n \nIf I could see you \nIf only I could see you \nTo see if you are laughing or crying \nWhen the night winds softly blow\n\n','Deep Purple' 350.0,'Have you ever thought of the feeling \nI get when I\'m alone with you \nIt\'s causing me worry and trouble \nI\'m going \'round in circles \nDon\'t know what I\'m gonna do \n \nYou can\'t do it right \nWith the one you love \nNothing you can do \nWithout the one you love \n \nYou were always playing my records \nWhen I was after making some love \nBut I need more than the music \nTo keep myself together \nAlthough it makes me feel so good \n \nYou can\'t do it right \nWith the one you love \nNothing you can do \nWithout the one you love \n \nSometimes in the morning \nI wake up without you \nCan\'t get up, it\'s getting me down \nTell me what you\'re trying to do \nLater in the evening \nYou come home feeling low \nIf you\'d stop your cruising \nMaybe we could make a show \n \nYou can\'t do it right \nWith the one you love \nNothing you can do \nWithout the one you love\n\n','Deep Purple' 268.0,'Everything went wrong \nI\'m sorry boys I\'ve got to \nLet you go \nWe\'ve had some hard times and \nThe long rain, it didn\'t show \nHired hands I\'ve seen them \nCome and go \nBut you don\'t come much better \nToday\'s blue Monday I just got \nA bad news letter \n \nThis day has come \nThe darkest cloud on our horizon \nMy hands are tied down to that \nPromise note I signed upon \nAlways been this way \nIt\'s the poor man who gets hurt \nAll you ever work for is to leave \nYour footprints in the dirt \n \nYou work your fingers \nTo the bone \n \nThe deed is done \nThe fruit will fall \nTo someone else\'s hand \nThat\'s how the land lies \nNow we all know where \nWe stand \nYou\'ll have to walk away \nDon\'t let them see you running \nToday\'s Blue Monday, I should \nHave seen it coming \n \nYou work your fingers \nTo the bone \n \nIf sweat and tears were \nAll it took \nTo make this valley green \nWe\'d be alright but now it\'s \nGone they\'ve taken everything \nThey say it\'s just an act of God \nAnd that\'s the way \nI\'ll wind blows \nYou\'ve got thirty days \nTo pack your bags \nSay goodbye, hit the road \n \nYou work your fingers to the bone\n\n','Deep Purple' 210.0,'I\'ve been loving you too long to stop now \nYou were tied and you want to be free \nMy love is growing stronger as you become a haven to me \nI\'ve been loving you a little too long, I can\'t stop now \n \nWith you my life has been so wonderful, I can\'t stop now \nYou were tied and your love is growing cold \nMy love is growing stronger as our affair, affair grows old \nI\'ve been loving you, my, my, my, my a little too long \nI don\'t want to stop now, oh, oh \n \nI\'ve been loving you a little too long, I can\'t stop now \nOh, oh, I can\'t, I can\'t stop now \nDon\'t make me stop me now \nIt\'s too late, it\'s too late, it\'s too late \nI can\'t stop, I can\'t stop now \n \nDon\'t leave me, don\'t leave me \nDon\'t leave me now, my, my, my \nI can\'t, I can\'t stop loving you now \nNo, no, no \nMy, my, my, my, my, my\n\n','Rolling Stones' 202.0,'Don\'t you know you\'ve got it in for me \nI knew it right from the start \nI\'m still learning my lines baby \nSince you\'ve rewritten my part \n \nOh why have you got it in for me \nThings they are not what they seem \nYou\'re living in a nightmare baby \nBut I mistook it for a dream \nYeah just for a dream \nBut I mistook it all for a dream, yeah \n \nYou\'ve got it in for me \nI know you\'ve got it in for me \nYou didn\'t miss a thing \nIt\'s you that wrote the song, baby \nBut me who\'s got to sing \n \nI knew you had it in for me \nWhere you take it from here? \nWe got along so famously \nThis time you made it clear, yeah \n \nYou made it very, very clear \nYou made it abundantly clear \n \nYou\'ve got it in for me \nI knew it right from the start \nYou\'ve already convicted me \nWhy are you hard on my heart \n \nOoh you\'re right on my heart \nOh yes so hard \nSo hard on my heart (you got it in for me) \nOoh in for me, baby (you got it in for me) \nWhy, baby, why baby why? (you got it in for me) \nAll you want to do is wipe the floor with me (you got it in for me) \nCome on, why, baby, why? (you got it in for me) \nHummm. \nRight from the start (you got it in for me) \nYes you\'ve got it in for me (you got it in for me) \nIn for me right from the start (you got it in for me) \nI should have seen it coming (you got it in for me) \nFine, fine heart (you got it in for me) \nOoh yeah\n\n','Rolling Stones' 138.0,'Here I come \n \nDo you think I could ever care \n\'Bout a girl, who\'s never there? \nDo you think I could ever care \n\'Bout a girl who\'s never there? \nI saw her on the subway \nSaw her on the D-train \nSaw her in the afternoon \nAfter all the Giants\' games \nSaw her on the freeway \nSaw her on a highway \nGimme a break, I need a Yellow Cab \nHelp me get outta this rain \n \nDo you think I could ever care \n\'Bout a girl who\'s almost never there? \nDo you think the clothes she wears \nWould change my mind \nOr turn my hair? \nI saw her on a freeway \nSaw her on a A-train \nSaw her hangin\' out \nOn 52nd and Broad \nSaw her on a highway \nSaw her on a skyway \nAhhhh, need a Yellow Cab, Ronnie \nLet me get outta the rain \n \nYeah g\'head \nGood job \nYeah! \n \nI saw her on a highway \nOn a D-train \nI saw her eatin\' a pizza \nOn 75th and Broadway \nSaw her on a subway \nOn a biplane \nAhh, I\'m getting tired o\' this shit \nI need a Yellow Cab \nHelp me get outta this rain \n \nDo you think I could ever care \n\'Bout a girl who\'s almost never there? \nDo you think could ever care \n\'Bout a girl who cares about the...the clothes she wears? \nDo you think I could ever care \n\'Bout a girl that even dyes her hair? \n \nThe song \nDo you think \nWhooo \nOh no \nWhooo \n \nOhhh, do you think I would really care \n\'Bout a woman who\'s never there? \nDo you think I\'d ever care \n\'Bout a woman the clothes she wears? \n \n\'Bout a girl who\'s hardly ever there? \nWhooo! Whooo! \nWell, that\'s alright \nWhooo\n\n','Rolling Stones' 169.0,'You move it to the left, yeah \nYou go for yourself \nYou move it to the right \nYeah if it takes all night \n \nNow take it kinda slow \nWith a whole lot of soul \nDon\'t move it too fast \nJust make it last \n \nYou scratch just like a monkey \nYeah you do real cool \nYou slide it to the limbo \nYeah how low can you go? \n \nNow come on baby \nDon\'t fall down on me now \nJust move it right here \nTo the Harlem shuffle \nYeah yeah yeah to the Harlem shuffle \nYeah yeah yeah to the Harlem shuffle \n \nHitch hitch hike baby \nAcross the floor \nWhoa whoa whoa \nI can\'t stand it no more \n \nNow come on baby \nNow get into your slide \nJust ride ride ride \nLittle pony, ride! \n \nYeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle \nYeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle \nDo the Monkey shine \nYeah yeah yeah shake a tail feather baby \nYeah yeah yeah shake a tail feather baby \n \nYeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle \nYeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle \nYeah like your mother told you how \nYeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle \nYeah yeah yeah do the Harlem shuffle\n\n','Rolling Stones' 93.0,'Back to zero \nSo you want to blow us all to pieces \nGo meet your maker, head hung down \nAnd give him all your explanations \nGo ahead, throw down \nBack to zero, back to nothing \nStraight to meltdown, back to zero \nThat\'s where we\'re heading \n \nIt\'s a monkey living on my back \nI can feel my spine begin to crack \nI\'m looking to the future \nI keep on glancing back \nI prefer to rot \nI don\'t want to pop \n \nI think I\'ll head back to the jungle, alright \nDon\'t want to see no big bad rumble, too fright \nBack to zero, that\'s where we\'re going \nBack to nothing, right now, right now \nNo heroes? No more heroes \nBack to meltdown \nThat\'s where I\'m going, back to zero \n \nMy whole life is hanging on a thread \nI\'m the fly inside the spider\'s web \nI\'m looking to the future \nI keep on glancing back \nI prefer to rot \nI don\'t want to pop \n \nI worry about my great grandchildren \nLiving ten miles beneath the ground \nI worry about their whole existence \nThe whole damn thing\'s in doubt \nBack to zero, that\'s where we\'re going \nBack to nothing, that\'s where we\'re heading \nStraight to meltdown, that\'s where we\'re going \nBack to zero, right now, right now \n \nWe\'re going nowhere \nRight now, right now \nBack to zero, that\'s where we\'re heading \nBack to zero\n\n','Rolling Stones' 20.0,'Break my back with hard lovin\' \nTake my hand and keep movin\' \nDon\'t slow down we\'re nearly there now \nOh can you stand the pain \nI\'m a hard lovin\' man \n \nWhat\'s your name? It\'s alright now \nTrick or treat we\'re uptight now \nWanna feel ya I wanna hear ya \nOh here we go again \nI\'m a hard lovin\' man \n \nCome back here it\'s not over \nCan\'t you see there\'s still time girl \nI can last make if fast now \nOh gotta catch a train \nI\'m a hard lovin\' man\n\n','Deep Purple' 314.0,'You think by leaving me the sun will go away \nYou think that if you go there\'ll be no other way \nBut your leaving now won\'t even spoil my day \n \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nYou keep a-waiting for the tears I\'m supposed to cry \nThe promise leaves so I\'m supposed to die \nI\'d forgotten who you were until you dropped on by \n \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nYou think I\'m guilty throwing off the likes of you \nThat there\'ll be no one else but there\'ll be quite a few \nAt least I\'ve got my health and somehow I\'ll pull through \n \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \nOh no no no \n\n','Deep Purple' 80.0,'Why put this sadness inside of me \nWhy be so matter-of-fact \nWhy put this one bit of hope in me \nYou sold me out and that\'s that \n \nI hope that you\'re having fun with me \nThere\'s not much left to attack \nI hope that you\'re nearly done with me \nYou sold me out and that\'s that \n \nAll sold out I\'d never seen \nA mind so tangled, a girl so strangled \nAll sold out well I felt so green \nIt was just like that \nI was put down flat \nI was sold out just like that \nOh baby \n \nAll sold out I\'d never seen \nA mind so tangled, a girl so strangled \nAll sold out well I felt so green \nIt was just like that \nI was put down flat \nI was sold out just like that \n \nI missed the point of you doing it \nYour mind has just jumped the track \nI took a bit different view of it \nYou sold me out and that\'s that \n \nHey hey, that\'s that\n\n','Rolling Stones' 333.0,'The world around us hangs in doubt \nYou face a crime that we\'ll hear about \nTo pay the cost would never be the same \nEternal lovers we\'re not to blame \nThere\'s no mistake there\'s no refrain \nThe same surroundings that stood \nAre here again - this time... \n \nAs I look around you can\'t be found \nTo lose you I\'d rather see \nThe endless time of space go passing by \nThis time around... \nThis time around... \nSo look around we all will be found \nIn love... \n \nThe world around us hangs in doubt \nYou face a crime that we\'ll hear about \nTo pay the cost would never be the same \nEternal lover you\'re not to blame \nThere\'s no mistake there\'s no refrain \nThe same surroundings that stood \nAre here again - this time... \n \nAs I look around you can\'t be found, \nTo lose you, I\'d rather see \nThe endless time of space go passing by \nThis time around... \nThis time around... \nTo lose you I\'d rather see \nThe endless time of space go passing by \nFly... \nBy...\n\n','Deep Purple' 313.0,'I\'ve been to places where \nThe sun goes down \nEach day and never rises \nI\'ve been to places in \nA dark room \nWhere we played \nWith our disguises \n \nHeaven \nI\'m in heaven \nI\'m in seventh heaven now \nSeventh heaven \n \nIt was a dream I heard a voice \nI put it down to wishful thinking \nIt was a dream a silent scream \nOut of the blue a new beginning \n \nHeaven \nI\'m in heaven \nI\'m in seventh heaven now \nSeventh heaven \n \nAnd then I fell upon \nA stroke of luck \nThat led to my good fortune \nAnd then I fell upon my knees \nAnd gently kissed the ground \nYou walk on \n \nHeaven \nI\'m in heaven \nI\'m in seventh heaven now \nSeventh heaven\n\n','Deep Purple' 188.0,'I don\'t want you be no slave \nI don\'t want you work all day \nI don\'t want \'cause I\'m sad and blue \nI just want to make love to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you \n \nI don\'t want you cook my bread \nI don\'t want you make my bed \nI don\'t want your money too \nI just want to make love to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you \n \nWell I can tell by the way that you twitch and walk \nSee by the way that you baby talk \nKnow by the way that you treat your man \nI can love you, baby, till the night train \n \nI don\'t want you wash my clothes \nI don\'t want you leave the home \nI don\'t want \'cause I\'m sad and blue \nI just want to make love to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you \n \nYeah \n \nI don\'t want you wash my clothes \nI don\'t want you leave the home \nI don\'t want \'cause I\'m sad and blue \nI just want to make love to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nSweet love to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nI just want to make love to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you, baby \nLove to you \nI just, I just want ot make love to you, baby \nI just want to make love\n\n','Rolling Stones' 199.0,'I warned you baby from time to time \nYou don\'t listen so pay me no mind \nAbout movin\' on \nYeah I\'m a moving on \nI\'m through with you \nToo bad you\'re blue \nI\'ll move on \n \nMister Engineer with your throttle in hand \nTake me back to that Southern land \nIt called moving \nKeep a rolling on \nYou\'re flying too high \nFor my old sky \nI\'ll move on \n \nMister Fireman please woncha listen to me \nI got a woman in Tennessee \nKeep on moving \nKeep a rolling on \nYou\'re flying too high \nIt\'s all over now \nI move on \n \nYes I\'m gonna move \nI\'m gonna move \nSaid I\'m gonna move \nGotta go home \nI gotta go home \nI gotta go home \nWell tell ya \nI I I I going home \nI I I I going home \nI I I I going home \nI\'ve gotta go home \nI\'ve gotta go baby \nI gotta keep rolling \nAnd I\'m gonna move \nI said I\'m gonna move baby \nI said goin\' goin\' home \nI\'m going home darling\n\n','Rolling Stones' 198.0,'I\'m free to do what I want any old time \nI\'m free to do what I want any old time \nSo love me, hold me, love me, hold me \nI\'m free any old time to get what I want \n \nI\'m free to sing my song though it gets out of time \nI\'m free to sing my song though it gets out of time \nSo love me, hold me, love me, hold me \nAnd I\'m free any old time to get what I want \n \nLove me, hold me, love me, hold me \nBut I\'m free any old time to get what I want \n \nI\'m free to choose what I please any old time \nI\'m free to choose what I please any old time \nSo hold me, love me, love me, hold me \nI\'m free any old time to get what I want, yes I am\n\n','Rolling Stones' 69.0,'Put your money down \nTake your choice \nThat\'s the way it is \nEvery time with these boys \nAnd you sense no shame \nAnd you feel no disgrace \nSomebody wins \nSomebody loses \nIt\'s a dirty dirty race \nOh my life \nIt\'s a dog\'s life \n \nOne empty Monday \nOut of the blue \nTook a good luck turn \nStarted something new \nOut of the gutter \nOut of the rain \nOut of my head \nAnd I\'m feeling no pain \nOh my life, \nfeeling no pain \nTake the strain \nIt\'s a dog\'s life \n \nDucking in the shadows \nDiving in the dark \nRolling with the punches \nStriking at the heart \nTouching all the senses \nBreaking those taboos \nBursting at the seams \nBlowing all my fuses \n \nThe turning of a page \nThe burning of a book \n(If you\'re) talking out of turn \n(It\'s) just the way you look \n \nWhen the time is right \nBut the shape is wrong \nAnd you find yourself \nWhere you don\'t belong \nBack to reality \nBack on the line \nBack into this and you\'ll feel no pain \nYou wanna do it one more time \nWe can do it once again \nOh my life \nIt\'s a dog\'s life\n\n','Deep Purple' 284.0,'You came along for a weekend \nBut you only stayed for one night \nYou took off your hair, you pulled out your teeth \nOh I almost died of fright \n \nYou\'d better do something for your own sake \nYes it\'s a shame \nAh you know you\'re a living wreck \n \nYou said you were a virgin \nFull of promise and mystery \nBut I knew that you would bring me down \n\'Cos everyone calls you big G \n \nYou\'d better do something for your own sake \nYes it\'s a shame \nAh you know you\'re a living wreck \n \nYou said you\'re gonna love me \nYou said you\'re gonna set me free \nBut I knew that you would bring me down \nAnd cause me misery \n \nYou\'d better do something for your own sake \nYes it\'s a shame \nAh you know you\'re a living wreck\n\n','Deep Purple' 12.0,'Sweet child in time \nYou\'ll see the line \nThe line that\'s drawn between \nGood and bad \n \nSee the blind man \nShooting at the world \nBullets flying \nOhh taking toll \n \nIf you\'ve been bad \nOh Lord I bet you have \nAnd you\'ve not been hit \nOh by flying lead \n \nYou\'d better close your eyes \nOoohhhh bow your head \nWait for the ricochet \n \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOoo, ooo ooo \nOoo ooo ooo \n \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOoo, ooo ooo \nOoo ooo ooo \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \nAah I wanna hear you sing \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \nAaahhhh \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \n \nSweet child in time \nYou\'ll see the line \nThe line that\'s drawn between \nGood and bad \n \nSee the blind man \nShooting at the world \nBullets flying \nMmmm taking toll \n \nIf you\'ve been bad \nLord I bet you have \nAnd you\'ve not been hit \nOh by flying lead \n \nYou\'d better close your eyes \nOoohhhhhhh bow your head \nWait for the ricochet \n \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOoo, ooo ooo \nOoo ooo ooo \n \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOooooo ooooooo ooooooo \nOoo, ooo ooo \nOoo ooo ooo \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \nAah I gotta hear you sing \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \nAah \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \nAah \n \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAaaahh aaaahh aaaahh \nAahh, aahh aahh \n \nOh..God oh no..oh God no..oh..ah..no ah \nAAh..oh.. \nAawaah..ohh\n\n','Deep Purple' 259.0,'Don\'t turn off the light \nYou might draw the Queen of Spades \nDon\'t shut the door \nYou don\'t need to be alone \nI won\'t bring you no food \nThere might be some poison in your meat \nI\'ve got to know \n \nAre you dead or alive \nDon\'t shut the door \nAre you dead or alive \nDead or alive \nPick your window you\'re leaving \n \nDon\'t look in the mirror \nWith a dollar up your face \nYou\'ve got money to burn \nYou\'re cheap at half the price \nOh don\'t powder your nose \nDon\'t blow your brains just for the the crack \nI\'ve got to know \n \nAre you dead or alive \nJust for the crack \nAre you dead or alive \nDead or alive \nPick your window you\'re leaving \n \nYou\'re running so fast \nBut you know you\'re standing still \nI\'m afraid of your shadow \nAnd the knife in it\'s hand \nYou\'re dancing with death \nTo the tune of the dealer \nAnd he don\'t care \nDon\'t give a toss \nDon\'t want to know \n \nIf you\'re dead or alive \nDon\'t want to know \nIf you\'re dead or alive \nDead or alive \nPick your window you\'re leaving\n\n','Deep Purple' 293.0,'I\'ve been mistreated, I\'ve been abused. \nI\'ve been struck downhearted, baby, I\'ve been confused \n\'cause I know, yes, I know I\'ve been mistreated. \nSince my baby left me I\'ve been losing my mind, you know I have. \n \nI\'ve been lonely, I\'ve been cold. \nI\'ve been looking for a woman to have and hold \n\'cause I know, yes, I know I\'ve been mistreated. \nSince my baby left me I\'ve been losing, I\'ve been losing, \nI\'ve been losing my mind, baby baby babe. \n \nI\'ve been mistreated, I\'ve been abused. \nI\'ve been looking for a woman, yeh, I\'ve been confused \n\'cause I know, yes, I know I\'ve been mistreated, ooh o-o-oh. \nSince my baby left me I\'ve been losing, losing, \nI\'ve been losing my mind, baby baby babe. \nOh oh oh, oh woman, oh woman, oh woman. \n \nI\'ve been losing my mind.\n\n','Deep Purple' 88.0,'Anyway you look at it \nFrom any point of view \nYou must admit I\'m lucky \nTo be in love with you \nAnd people say I\'m cynical \nThey never want the truth \nBut life will have more twists and turns \nThen found in any book \nMmm, mmm, mmm \nAnd I may travel far away \nAcross the seas of doom \nTo undiscovered countries \nBut I\'ll come back to you \nAnyway you look at it \nAny point of view \nOoh babe, babe \nAnyway \nAnyway you look at it \nWhen the camera shoots \nSeen from any angle \nI\'m still in love with you \nMmm, mmm, mmm \nAnyway you look at it \nAnyway you will \nLike a beacon shining out \nI\'ll be there for you \nMmm, mmm, mmm \n\n','Rolling Stones' 130.0,'On Thursday night she looked a fright \nHer prickly hair all curled, oh Lord, what a sight \nDance, dance, little sister, dance \n \nOn Friday night she\'s all decked out \nHer high heel shoes, and dress so tight \nDance, dance little sister, dance \n \nOn Saturday night she bass-a-dee \nShe stepping high on Frederick\'s Street \nDance, dance, little sister, dance \n \nI said dance, dance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \nI said dance, dance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \n \nIt make me hot, I\'m wet with sweat \nIt burn like hell, I\'ve four hours left \nDance, dance, little sister, dance \n \nGet next to me, drive me close \nDon\'t mammaguay, I lose control \nDance, dance with fire, dance \n \nI said dance, dance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \nI said dance, dance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, dance \n \nJump out of Africa with a step that looks so bold \nAh, when you kickin\' high it make my blood run cold \n \nI said dance, dance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, \nDance, little sister, dance \nI said dance, dance, little sister, dance \nDance, little sister, \nDance, little sister, dance \n \nOn Saturday night we don\'t go home \nWe bacchanal, there ain\'t no dawn \nDance, little sister, dance \nI said dance, dance, little sister \nDance little sister \nDance little sister, dance \nI said dance, dance, little sister \nDance little sister \nDance little sister, dance\n\n','Rolling Stones' 58.0,'I have often told you stories \nAbout the way \nI lived the life of a drifter \nWaiting for the day \nWhen I\'d take your hand and sing you songs \nThen maybe you would say \nCome lay with me and love me \nAnd I would surely stay \n \nBut I feel I\'m growing older \nAnd the songs that I have sung \nEcho in the distance \nLike the sound \nOf a windmill going round \nGuess I\'ll always be \nA soldier of fortune. \n \nMany times I\'ve been a traveler \nI looked for something new \nIn days of old when nights were cold \nI wandered without you \nBut those days I thought my eyes \nHad seen you standing near \nThough blindness is confusing \nIt shows that you\'re not here. \n \nNow I feel I\'m going older \nAnd the songs that I have sung \nEcho in the distance \nLike the sound \nOf a windmill going round \nGuess I\'ll always be \nA soldier of fortune \n \nYes, I can hear the sound \nOf a windmill going round \nI guess I\'ll always be \nA soldier of fortune. \n \nI guess I\'ll always be \nA soldier of fortune.\n\n','Deep Purple' 75.0,'Sun turnin\' \'round with graceful motion \nWe\'re setting off with soft explosion \nBound for a star with fiery oceans \nIt\'s so very lonely, you\'re a hundred light years from home \n \nFreezing red deserts turn to dark \nEnergy here in every part \nIt\'s so very lonely, you\'re six hundred light years from home \n \nIt\'s so very lonely, you\'re a thousand light years from home \nIt\'s so very lonely, you\'re a thousand light years from home \n \nBell flight fourteen you now can land \nSeen you on Aldebaran, safe on the green desert sand \nIt\'s so very lonely, you\'re two thousand light years from home \nIt\'s so very lonely, you\'re two thousand light years from home\n\n','Rolling Stones' 134.0,'Well when you\'re sitting there in your silk upholstered chair \nTalkin\' to some rich folk that you know \nWell I hope you won\'t see me in my ragged company \nWell, you know I could never be alone \n \nTake me down little Susie, take me down \nI know you think you\'re the queen of the underground \nAnd you can send me dead flowers every morning \nSend me dead flowers by the mail \nSend me dead flowers to my wedding \nAnd I won\'t forget to put roses on your grave \n \nWell when you\'re sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac \nMaking bets on Kentucky Derby Day \nAh, I\'ll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon \nAnd another girl to take my pain away \n \nTake me down little Susie, take me down \nI know you think you\'re the queen of the underground \nAnd you can send me dead flowers every morning \nSend me dead flowers by the mail \nSend me dead flowers to my wedding \nAnd I won\'t forget to put roses on your grave \n \nTake me down little Susie, take me down \nI know you think you\'re the queen of the underground \nAnd you can send me dead flowers every morning \nSend me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail \nSay it with dead flowers in my wedding \nAnd I won\'t forget to put roses on your grave \nNo, I won\'t forget to put roses on your grave\n\n','Rolling Stones' 141.0,'Lord I swear the perfume you wear \nWas made out of turnip greens \nAnd every time I kiss you girl \nIt tastes like pork and beans \nEven though you\'re wearin\' them \nCitified high heels \nI can tell by your giant step \nYou been walkin\' through the cotton fields \nOh, you\'re so down home girl \n \nEvery time you monkey child \nYou take my breath away \nAnd every time you move like that \nI gotta get down and pray \nDon\'t you know that dress of yours \nWas made out of fiberglass \nAnd every time you move like that \nI gotta go to Sunday mass \nOh, you\'re so down home girl \n \nOh, you\'re so down home girl \n \nI\'m gonna take you to the muddy river \nAnd push you in \nJust to watch the water roll on \nDown your velvet skin \nI\'m gonna take you back to New Orleans \nDown in Dixieland \nI\'m gonna watch you do the second line \nWith an umbrella in your hand \nOh, you\'re so down home girl \n \nI\'m with ya baby \nYou\'re so down home \nOw! Yeah, too much \nOutta sight \nYou\'re so down home girl\n\n','Rolling Stones' 291.0,'Mary Long is a hypocrite \nShe does all the things that she tells us not to do \nSelling filth from a corner shop \nAnd knitting patterns to the high street queue \nShe paints roses, even makes them smell good \nAnd then she draws titties on the khazy wall \nDrowns kittens just to get a thrill \nAnd writes sermons in the Sunday Chronicle \n \nHow did you lose your virginity, Mary Long? \nWhen will you lose your stupidity, Mary Long? \n \nMary told Johnny not to write such trash \nSaid it was a waste of public money \nShe made a fuss, they made apologies \nBut everybody thought the show was funny \nWhen the nation knew you\'d had children \nIt came as such a surprise \nWe really didn\'t know you\'d had it in you \nHow you did it we can only surmise \n \nHow did you lose your virginity, Mary Long? \nWhen will you lose your stupidity, Mary Long? \n \nMary Long, you\'re not alone \nBut you\'re a long way behind our times \nWhat we do in full frontal view \nIs more honest than your clean-up mind \nWhat I\'m saying, Mary Long is \nWhen you can spare a minute \nGo find your friend the porny Lord \nDig your self a hole and jump in it \n \nHow did you lose your virginity, Mary Long? \nWhen will you lose your stupidity, Mary Long?\n\n','Deep Purple' 290.0,'Everybody\'s got to live together \nAll the people got to understand \nSo, love your neighbour \nLike you love your brother \nCome on and join the band \n \nWell, all you need is love and understanding \nRing the bell and let the people know \nWe\'re so happy and we\'re celebratin\' \nCome on and let your feelings show \n \nLove is all, well love is all, \nLove is all, can\'t you hear the call \nOh, love is all you need \nLove is all you need at the Butterfly Ball \n \nAin\'t you happy that we\'re all together \nAt the ball in nature\'s countryside \nAnd although we\'re wearing different faces \nNobody wants to hide \n \nLove is all and all is love and \nIt\'s easy, yes it\'s so easy \nAt the Butterfly Ball where love is all \nAnd it\'s so easy \n \nAll you need is love and understanding \nHey, ring the bell and let the people know \nWe\'re so happy and we\'re celebratin\' \nLet your feelings show \n \nLove is all, yes love is all at the Butterfly Ball \nLove is big, love is small \nLove is free, love is all \nAt the Butterfly Ball \n \nWhen you back\'s to the wall \nWhen you\'re starting to fall \nYou got something to lean on \nLove is everything \nIt can make you sing at the Butterfly Ball \nLove is all, I say love is all, yes love is all \nAt the Butterfly Ball\n\n','Deep Purple' 229.0,'I got nasty habits, I take tea at three \nYes, and the meat I eat for dinner \nMust be hung up for a week \nMy best friend, he shoots water rats \nAnd feeds them to his geese \nDon\'cha think there\'s a place for you \nIn between the sheets? \n \nCome on now, honey \nWe can build a home for three \nCome on now, honey \nDon\'t you want to live with me? \n \nAnd there\'s a score of harebrained children \nThey\'re all locked in the nursery \nThey got earphone heads they got dirty necks \nThey\'re so 20th century \nWell they queue up for the bathroom \n\'Round about 7:35 \nDon\'cha think we need a woman\'s touch to make it come alive? \n \nYou\'d look good pram pushing \nDown the high street \nCome on now, honey \nDon\'t you want to live with me? \n \nWhoa, the servants they\'re so helpful, dear \nThe cook she is a whore \nYes, the butler has a place for her \nBehind the pantry door \nThe maid, she\'s French, she\'s got no sense \nShe\'s wild for Crazy Horse \nAnd when she strips, the chauffeur flips \nThe footman\'s eyes get crossed \n \nDon\'cha think there\'s a place for us \nRight across the street \nDon\'cha think there\'s a place for you, \nIn between the sheets?\n\n','Rolling Stones' 55.0,'How can I see when the light is gone out? \nHow can I hear when you speak so silently? \nMore than enough is never too much \nHold out a hand I\'m so out of touch \n \nDo unto me as your heart would have you do \nWords in my head can I get the message through? \nSword in my hand can cut through the wood \nPeace in my heart can soften the mood \n \nWhat shall I do when they stand smiling at me? \nLook at the floor and be oh, so cool \nOh, so cool? \n \nHow shall I know when to start singing my song? \nWhat shall I do if they all go wrong? \nWhat shall I do? \n \nWhat shall I do when they stand laughing at me? \nWalk through the door and be oh so cool? \n \nHow shall I know when to stop singing my song? \nWhat shall I do when it all goes wrong?\n\n','Deep Purple' 197.0,'I wanna tell you something baby \nThat you don\'t know, no you don\'t know \nI\'m gonna tell your heart, better listen to me \n\'Cuz it\'s alright, yeah it alright \n \nIt\'s alright it\'s alright it\'s alright it\'s alright it\'s alrightdarling \nIt\'s alright it\'s alright it\'s alright all night long \nAll night long all night long all night long \nIt\'s alright it\'s alright all day too \n \nYeah it\'s alright it\'s alright it\'s alright all day too \n \nI feel alright I feel alright \nI feel alright I feel alright \nI feel alright \n \nDo you feel it do you \nDo you feel it do you do you do do you do you \nDo you feel it baby do you feel it c\'mon \nC\'mon yeah \nC\'mon c\'mon c\'mon c\'mon baby \nC\'mon c\'mon c\'mon c\'mon baby \nC\'mon c\'mon c\'mon c\'mon baby \nC\'mon c\'mon c\'mon c\'mon darling\n\n','Rolling Stones' 241.0,'I\'m getting wise to you \nYou\'re going to see \nI\'m going to work on you \nThe way you worked on me \nI got a sharper aim \nAnd you\'re in my sights \nAnd if I\'m going to go \nI\'m going in a blaze of lights \n \nAnd in this crazy world of hit and run \nThere are no laws here \nJust a loaded gun \n \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nShe\'s got a big shooter too \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nReally make a mess \nReally make a mess out of you \n \nI never close my eyes \nI never sleep \nI\'m staying on my guard \nWaiting for my flesh to creep \nAnd I never trusted you \nYou never trusted me \nI\'ll do a deal with you \nIf you\'ll do a deal with me \n \nFor me the nightmare\'s only just begun \nThere is no law here \nJust a loaded gun \n \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGot a big shooter too \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGot a bad attitude \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGoing to cut your half \nGoing to cut your half in two \n \nI\'m going have to stand my ground \nLike Crockett at the Alamo \nI\'m going to draw the line \nOne of us has got to go \n \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGot a big shooter too \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGot a bad attitude \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGoing to make a mess out of you \nShe\'s got a mean disposition \nGoing to cut your half \nGoing to cut your half in two\n\n','Rolling Stones' 342.0,'I sit here alone \nI sit here alone \nI look at the walls \nLook at the walls \nLook at the walls \nI look at the walls \n \nYou shouldn\'t be out on your \nOwn oh no not with \nA condition like that \nOh no sir constant care \nA condition like that \nA condition so rare a penny \nFor the guy a penny for your \nThoughts one a penny \nTwo a penny penny in \nYour pocket ding dong bell, who \nCan tell Wild Man Fisher \nGot nothing on me \n \nI sit by the water \nI sit by the water \nWatch it go by \nClouds going by \nI\'m watching the sky \n \nI left my luggage at the station \nDidn\'t know how to \nSay goodbye \nI walked away from all the fury \nAnd the madness and the fury \nAnd the madness and the fury \nAnd the madness \n \nI smile to myself \nI smile to myself \n \nYou\'re on the blind side I\'m on \nThe other side now I\'m on the \nOutside looking for another side \nUpside down side I\'m still lucid I \nMay be crazy but I\'m not stupid \nTry to get out the parking lot\'s \nFull no matter no matter what\'s \nA man going to do one two \nBuckle my shoe zip my lip\n\n','Deep Purple' 182.0,'Hot stuff, hot stuff \nCan\'t get enough \nHot stuff, hot stuff, can\'t get enough \nThe music is mighty, mighty fine \nHot stuff \nPlay it rough \nCause music is want I want \nTo keep my body always moving \nYeah, shake it up, hot stuff \nEveryday I get another dose \nI can\'t stand it when the music stops \nHot stuff \nEverybody on the dance floor \nYou know what I\'m talking about \nMusic make you forget all your trouble \nMake you sing and make you tell the whole wide world \nSo what? Hot stuff \nI want to tell all my friends in London \nThere ain\'t nothing wrong with you \nBut you\'d better shape up \nShake it up, your hot stuff \nAll the people in New York City \nI know you all going broke \nBut I know your tough, yeah you\'re hot stuff \nTo everybody in Jamaica \nThat\'s working in the sun \nYour hot, your hot stuff \nShake it up, hot stuff \n\n','Rolling Stones' 14.0,'I don\'t mind just what you say. \nI never heard you, baby, never heard you anyway. \nI don\'t care what you do \njust so long as it ain\'t me and you. \nSly, sly, sly like a demon\'s eye. \n \nEverything\'s good, I said, everything\'s fine. \nYou don\'t know, don\'t know it\'s the end of your time. \nHow does it feel to be turned away? \nI\'ve known it, baby, almost every day. \nSly, sly, sly like a demon\'s eye. \n \nI don\'t need you anymore, \nI don\'t want you, baby, hanging round my door. \nYou slip and slide round my brain. \nYou think you\'re so clever, yeah, but you know you\'re insane. \nSly, sly, sly like a demon\'s eye. \n \nI d-d-don\'t mind just what you say. \nI never heard you, baby, I never heard you anyway, no I didn\'t. \nEverything\'s good, everything\'s fine. \nYou don\'t know it\'s the end of your time. \nSly, sly, sly like the demon\'s eye, \nlike the demon\'s eye. \n\n','Deep Purple' 240.0,'Oh yeah, yeah \nOh yes \nEverything gonna be alright \n \nOh yeah, yeah \nNow when I was a young boy \nAt the age of five \nMy mother said I\'ll be \nThe greatest man alive \n \nAnd now I\'m a man \nI\'m over twenty-one \nYou better believe me, baby \nAnd I\'ll say, we can have lots of fun \n \nI\'m a man \nHuh huh huh huh huh \nA man \nOh yeah \n \nOh yeah (oh yeah) \nOh yeah \n \nThe line I shoot \nWill never miss \nAnd when I make love to you baby \nYou just can\'t resist \n \nOoh, ain\'t that man \nSpelled \"M\" \n\"A\" child \n\"N\" \n \nNo \"be \" \n\"O\" child \n\"why\" \nThat spell mannish boy \n \nI\'m a man \nA man \nI\'m a man \nI\'m a man \n \nI sittin\' on the outside \nJust me and my mate \nI made the move \nCome up two hours late \n \nAin\'t that a man \nNo \"be \" \n\"O\" child \n\"why\" \nThat spell mannish boy \n \nI\'m a man \nI\'m a man \nI\'m a full grown man, baby \n \nOh yeah, oh yeah \nOh yeah, oh yeah \n \nAll you pretty women \nStand in line \nI make love with you baby \nIn an hour\'s time \n \nI\'m a man \nI\'m a man \nOh yeah (oh yeah) \nOh yeah (oh yeah)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 166.0,'The hand of fate is on me now \nIt pick me up and knock me down \nI\'m on the run, I\'m prison bound \nThe hand of fate is heavy now \nI killed a man, I\'m highway bound \nThe wheel of fortune keeps turning round \nTurning round, turning round \nI should have known it was a one horse town \n \nMy sweet girl was once his wife \nHe had papers the judge had signed \nThe wind blew hard, it was stormy night \nHe shot me once, but I shot him twice \nThe hand of fate is on me now \nIt pick me up and it kicked me right down \nKicked me right down \nKicked me right down \n \nI had to save her life \nYeah, I gunned him twice \nYeah, and I watched him die, watch out boy \nYeah, I watched him die \n \nHe was a barroom man, the violent kind \nHe had no love for that gal of mine \nThen one day in a drinking bout \nHe swore he\'d throw me right of town \nThe hand of fate is on me now \nI shot that man I put him underground \nI put him underground \nYes I did \n \nI\'m on the run, I hear the hounds \nMy luck is up, my chips are down \nSo goodbye baby, so long now \nWish me luck, I\'m going to need it child \nThe hand of fate is on me now \nYeah it\'s too late \nToo late baby, too late now \nThe hand of fate is on me now \nThe hand of fate is heavy now \n \nIt pick you up and knock you down\n\n','Rolling Stones' 87.0,'She confessed her love to me \nThen she vanished \nOn the breeze \nTrying to hold on to that \nWas just impossible \n \nShe was more than beautiful \nCloser to ethereal \nWith a kind of \nDown to earth flavor \n \nClose my eyes \nIt\'s three in the afternoon \nThen I realize \nThat she\'s really \nGone for good \n \nAnybody seen my baby \nAnybody seen her around \nLove has gone \nAnd made me blind \nI\'ve looked but I just can\'t find \nShe has gotten lost \nIn the crowd \n \nI was flippin\' magazines \nIn that place on Mercer Street \nWhen I thought I spotted her \n \nGetting on a motor bike \nLooking rather lady like \nDidn\'t she just give me a wave? \n \nSalty tears \nIt\'s three in the afternoon \nHas she disappeared \nIs she really gone for good \n \nAnybody seen my baby \nAnybody seen her around \nIf I just close my eyes \nI reach out \nAnd touch the prize \nAnybody seen her around \n \n(Rap) \nAnybody seen my baby \nAnybody seen her around \nIf I just close my eyes \nI reach out \nAnd touch the prize \nAnybody seen her around \n \nLost, lost and never found \nI must have called her \nA thousand times \nSometimes I think \nShe\'s just in my imagination \n \nLost in the crowd\n\n','Rolling Stones' 63.0,'I heard the sound of voices in the night \nSpellbound, there was someone calling \nI looked around, no one was in sight \nPulled down and I kept on falling \n \nI\'ve seen this place before and you were standing by my side \nI\'ve seen your face before tonight \nMaybe I just see what I want it to be \nI know it\'s a mystery \n \nDo you remember me on a street of dreams? \nRunning through my memory on the street of dreams \n \nThere you stood, a distant memory \nSo good, like we never parted \nSaid to myself, I knew you\'d set me free \nAnd here we are right back where we started \n \nSomething\'s come over me and I don\'t know what to feel \nMaybe this fantasy is real \nNow I\'m gonna see what I want it to be \nBut it\'s still a mystery \n \nDo you remember me on the street of dreams? \nRunning through my memory on the street of dreams \nYou\'re on every face I see on the street of dreams \n \nSomething\'s come over me and I don\'t know what to feel \nMaybe this fantasy is real \nNow I\'m gonna see what I want it to be \nBut it\'s still a mystery \n \nDo you remember me on the street of dreams? \nRunning through my memory on the street of dreams \nOn the streets of dreams \n \nI know you will always be on the street of dreams \nWill we ever meet again, my friend, on the street of dreams? \nDo you know just what it means to be on the street of dreams? \nNever know just who you\'ll see, do ya? On the street of dreams \nYou can be who you wanna be, oh Lord, on the street of dreams \nI can hear you calling me on the street of dreams\n\n','Deep Purple' 85.0,'Yes now Andrew Oldham sittin\' on a hill with Jack and Jill (Jack and Jill) \nFucked all night and sucked all night and taste that pussy till it taste just\nright \nOh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yes Andrew) \nOh suck it Andrew (go on Andrew), fuck it Andrew (go on Andrew) \nOh Andrew (yeah) God! You really know this way around \n(down down down down) \nWell I said I wouldn\'t lay you baby, till the day that we would wed \nBut every time I kiss you, you know, I forget just what I said \nWell well I let you keep it tonight if you hold me, hold it real tight \nOh oh Andrew (oh Andrew) oh oh Andrew (yes Andrew) \nCome and get it, little Andrew, before sir Edward will take it \'way from you, \nLittle cunt Edward \nCome on, get up little Andrew come on now \nHuh huh I play the blues now, everybody, I play the blues \nHuh fuckin\'! the Rolling Stones are a great fuckin\' group \nWhat a lot of balls, Phil Spector is a lot of shit \nI though Phil Spector was a lot of shit \nBut now I\'ve heard the group, now I know their a lot of shit \nThat was fine \nGot my Beatles shoes on and I\'m just rarin\' to go \nOh Andrew (yes Andrew) oh Andrew (yeah) \nAh ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah, \nListen Andrew, Phil, Rev. Lewis, the Rolling Stones, Phil Spector \nGene Pitney , Burt Bacharach, al davis musical radios, birds \n \nYou know that Andrew has a walk with you baby, \nAndrew has a talk with you baby \nNow I know Andrew understood \nThat\'s what happen when the gettin\' get good \nOh Andrew (ba ba) oh Andrew (ba ba) \nSuck it Andrew (ba ba) fuck it Andrew (ba ba) \nEdward where are you, Andrew is makin through \nAndrew, shit \n\n','Rolling Stones' 95.0,'I\'ll never be your beast of burden \nMy back is broad but it\'s a hurting \nAll I want is for you to make love to me \nI\'ll never be your beast of burden \nI\'ve walked for miles my feet are hurting \nAll I want, for you to make love to me \n \nAm I hard enough \nAm I rough enough \nAm I rich enough \nI\'m not too blind to see \n \nI\'ll never be your beast of burden \nSo let\'s go home and draw the curtains \nMusic on the radio \nCome on baby make sweet love to me \n \nAm I hard enough \nAm I rough enough \nAm I rich enough \nI\'m not too blind to see \n \nOh little sister \nPretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl \nSuch a pretty, pretty, pretty girl \nCome on baby please, please, please \n \nI\'ll tell ya \nYou can put me out \nOn the street \nPut me out \nWith no shoes on my feet \nBut, put me out, put me out \nPut me out of misery \n \nYeah, all your sickness \nI can suck it up \nThrow it all at me \nI can shrug it off \nThere\'s one thing baby \nThat I don\'t understand \nYou keep on telling me \nI ain\'t your kind of man \n \nAin\'t I rough enough, ooh baby \nAin\'t I tough enough \nAin\'t I rich enough, in love enough \nOoh! Ooh! Please \n \nI\'ll never be your beast of burden \nI\'ll never be your beast of burden \nNever, never, never, never, never, never, never be \n \nI\'ll never be your beast of burden \nI\'ve walked for miles, my feet are hurting \nAll I want is you to make love to me\n\n','Rolling Stones' 267.0,'Some say the state of Texas \nCould accommodate the entire \nHuman population \nFive point six billion versions of \nThe truth under one roof \nSome revelation \nTake a bit of this give a \nBit of that \nPut it in a blender pull it \nOut a hat \nThere\'s no going back it\'s a lie \nIt\'s a fact \nHas the cat got your tongue \nBeen too long in the sun \nThere\'s dust on your tracks \nThere\'s no going back \n \nCome to think of it\'s a \nLoad of monkeys \nEvery time you listen to your \nSun kissed lover\'s words \nEvil Louie is tomorrow\'s sadness \nIt\'s a game of madness in a \nPerfect world \n \nSome would say French cuisine\'s \nMore appealing \nThan a cold drink \nBurgers and fries \nSome have said that a \nPillar of society \nAn upright citizen\'s incapable of \nLust and crime \nTale a bit of this \nGive a bit of that \nPut it in a blender pull \nIt out a hat \nBut he don\'t stand a change \nWith his pants around his ankles \nHas the cat got your tongue \nBeen too long in the sun \nThere\'s dust on your tracks \nThere\'s no going back\n\n','Deep Purple' 162.0,'Baby, the truth is out so don\'t deny \nBaby to think I believed all your lies \nDarlin\' I can\'t stand to see your face \nIt\'s the truth, you understand \nI got to get away, got to get away \nGotta, gotta, gotta get away \nGot to get away \n \nBaby, I don\'t want to live here no more \nBaby, though I tore your pictures off my walls \nDarlin\' this old room\'s falling in on me \nYou understand the truth now \nI got to get away, got to get away \nGotta, gotta, gotta get away \nGot to get away \n \nBaby, oh, how could you take away your clothes \nBaby, don\'t screw up this old heart of gold \nDarling, this will rule my social flare \nYou understand me now \nI got to get away, got to get away \nGotta, gotta, gotta get away \nGot to get away\n\n','Rolling Stones' 222.0,'My, my, my, my \nDon\'t you worry \'bout what\'s on your mind (oh my) \nI\'m in no hurry I can take my time (oh my) \nI\'m going red and my tongue\'s getting tied (tongues\' getting tied) \nClimb over here \'cause my mouth\'s getting dry \nI\'m high, but I try, try, try (oh my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNow I need you more than ever \nLet\'s spend the night together now \n \nI feel so strong that I can\'t disguise (oh my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nBut I just can\'t apologize (oh no) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nDon\'t hang me up and don\'t let me down (don\'t let me down) \nWe could have fun just foolin\' around, around and around \nOh my, my \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNow I need you more than ever \nLet\'s spend the night together \n \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNow I need you more than ever \n \nYou know I\'m smiling baby \nYou need some guiding baby \nI\'m just deciding baby, now \nI need you more than ever \nLet\'s spend the night together \nLet\'s spend the night together now \n \nThis doesn\'t happen to me everyday (oh my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNo excuses offered anyway (oh my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nI\'ll satisfy your every need (your every need) \nAnd I now know you will satisfy me \nOh my, my, my, my, my \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNow I need you more than ever \nLet\'s spend the night together now (oh my my my my my my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNow I need ya, need ya more than ever (oh my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nI satisfy your every need (whoa my) \nLet\'s spend the night together \nNow I know, I know you satisfy me (whoa my) Let\'s spend the night together \nI beg ya baby... (Let\'s spend the night together)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 27.0,'I keep singing the same old song \nLike I did before \nWhen you left me \nYou left me in darkness \nI\'d never known before \nI was restless \nA fool for your time \nWaiting \'round for you to call \nBut now I\'ve found me \nAn angel of mercy \nI don\'t feel bad at all \n \nYour body was honey \nI tasted a lot \nBut let me tell you babe \nI need more than you got \nI want someone to hold me \nAn\' keep me satisfied \nI need love \n \nI\'ve got nothing to do \nAin\'t got nothing to say \nJust live your life \nThe way you know \nWhen you moved on \nYou took all the sweetness \nWas I a fool to let you go \nWith the woman I forget for the moment \nAll the times we knew before \nTho I\'m still singing \nThe same old love song \nI don\'t want you knocking on my door\n\n','Deep Purple' 131.0,'Hey, what am I doing standing here on the corner of \nWest 8th Street and 6th Avenue and \n \nYou\'re asking me \n \nNothing. Keith! Watcha, watcha doing? (whistle) \nOh, I think the time has come to get out, get out \n \nGet up, get out, get into something new \nGet up, get out, into something new \n \nOoh! And it\'s got me moving (Got me moving honey! ) \nOoh! And it\'s got me moving \nOoh! And it\'s got me moving \nOoh! And it\'s got me moving \n \nMy my my, my my my, my my my, my my my, my \n \nPoor man eyes a rich man \nWho denigrates his property \nA rich man eyes a poor man \nAnd envies his simplicity. \n \nGet up, get up, into something new \nGet up, get out, down into something new \n \nOoh! and it\'s got me moving \nOoh! and it\'s got me moving \nOoh! and it\'s got me moving \nOoh! and it\'s got me moving \nOoh! and it\'s got me moving \n \nYeah, get up, get up, get out \nInto something new \nYeah, all, woncha all, woncha all, woncha all \nDon\'t stand accused\n\n','Rolling Stones' 33.0,'Kentucky woman \nShe shines with her own kind of light \nShe\'d look at you once \nAnd a day that\'s all wrong \nLooks all right \nAnd I love her \nGod knows, I love her \n \nKentucky woman \nIf she get to know you \nShe goin\' to own you \nKentucky woman \n \nWell, she ain\'t the kind \nMakes heads turn at the drop of her name \nBut something inside \nThat she\'s got turn you on just the same \nAnd she loves me \nGod knows, she loves me \n \nKentucky woman \nIf she get to know you \nShe goin\' to own you \nKentucky woman \n \nI don\'t want much \nThe good Lord\'s earth beneath my feet \nA gentle touch \nFrom that one girl, and life is \nSweet and good \nAin\'t no doubt \nI\'m talkin\' about \n \nKentucky woman \nIf she get to know you \nShe goin\' to own you \nKentucky woman\n\n','Deep Purple' 111.0,'I just can\'t be seen with you \nI admit it anyway \n \nI just got obscene with you \nI don\'t stand a chance with you \nI never did anyway \n \nI can\'t even sleep with you \nI\'d always be awake \nI just can\'t be seen with you \nIt\'s for your own sake \n \nYou\'re better off anyway \nIt\'s too dangerous baby \nIt\'s too dangerous \nIt\'s too dangerous \nI just can\'t be seen with you \n \nThey set us up so they can shoot us down \nPut us six feet underground \nIt\'s just too deep for me baby \n \nI just can\'t be seen with you \nAlthough it hurts me to say \nYeah it was just a dream with you \nYeah because you\'re married anyway \n \nOh shit \n \nBabe I don\'t stand a chance with you \nOh you\'re better off this way \nIt\'s hit and run away \nIt\'s just too dangerous baby \n \nI just can\'t be, yes I got to chill this thing with you \nI just can\'t be \nIt\'s just too dangerous baby \nBaby, it\'s just too much for me \n \nI just can\'t be \nI just can\'t be seen nowhere around you baby \nI just can\'t be \nIt\'s too dangerous... it\'s just too dangerous baby \n \nEven in the dark \nI just can\'t be \nYeah I got to chill with you \nI just can\'t be\n\n','Rolling Stones' 105.0,'In the winter when the cold comes \nAnd the wind blows with a scornful spite \nAnd the hard ground feels barren \nAnd the forest is deathly quiet \nAnd the whole world lies sleeping \nThere\'s a gypsy all dressed in white \nPut my hand out, ask the question \nHere\'s the silver, do you have the gift of sight \n \nCan you break the spell \nCan you ring the bell \nCan you break the spell \nIt\'s cold black as night \nI\'ve got a hard heart \nSince we\'ve been apart \nCan you break the spell \nBreak it all down tonight \n \nIn the springtime when the floods come \nAnd the earth bursts with the terrible life \nAnd the sun splash on the windows \nThere\'s a gypsy and he\'s all dressed in white \nMy heart burns with the question \nCan you break the spell \nStill hot as fire \n \nCan you break the spell \nCan you ring the bell \nCan you break the spell \nIt\'s cold black as night \nCold black as night\n\n','Rolling Stones' 214.0,'No matter where I go baby \nNo matter what I do \nI spend my whole life honey \nJust thinking of you \n \nYeah it don\'t seem to matter \nWho\'s right or who\'s wrong \nI want to tell you how I feel now \nThrough the words of this song \n \nTry to lock me out \nI can always get in \nI got every combination \nEvery code and every pin \n \nYeah I\'m so crazy about you \nthat\'s the word on the street \nI bet you hear all about it \nFrom the people you meet \n \nYou know baby I put a spell on you \nCan\'t take it off \nNow their ain\'t nothing you can do \nOne night baby put a spell on you \nThere ain\'t nuthin that you gonna do \n \nI got the keys to your love \nI play the keys to you heart \nYeah it sounds so sweet baby \nWon\'t stop once it starts \n \nI got the keys to your love \nI got the secret of your heart \nNo matter were you go baby \nWe\'re not too far apart \n \nYour all that I got \nWithout you baby \nMy life\'s kinda shot \nI look for your face \n\'Cause no one else can \nfill this space \n \nI got the keys to your love \nI play the keys to you heart \nYeah it sounds so sweet baby \nWon\'t stop once it starts \n \nI got the keys to your love \nI got the secret of your heart \nNo matter were you go baby \nWe\'re not too far apart\n\n','Rolling Stones' 317.0,'I\'m just passing time before the Ball \nPlaying my guitar \nI don\'t have to be where I don\'t want to be at all \nMaybe I\'ll go far \nGoing nowhere, sitting in a dream... \nAh, in a dream \nSitting in a landscape full of sighs \nDream away the day \nMaking up a tune about the blueness of the skies \nThis is where I\'ll stay \nGoing nowhere, sitting in a dream... \nOh, in a dream \nWatching as a red and white balloon \nSails across my mind \nIn between the images that drift along my tune \nSmile as they unwind \nGoing nowhere, sitting in a dream... \nAh, in a dream\n\n','Deep Purple' 117.0,'Well, I\'m a lonesome schoolboy \nAnd I just came into town \nYeah, I\'m a lonesome schoolboy \nAnd I just came into town \nWell, I heard so much about London \nI decided to check it out \n \nWell, I wait in Leicester Square \nWith a come-hither look in my eye \nYeah, I\'m leaning on Nelson\'s Column \nBut all I do is talk to the lions \n \n[Chorus] \nOh, where can I get my cock sucked? \nWhere can I get my ass fucked? \nI may have no money \nBut I know where to put it every time \n \nWell, I asked a young policeman \nIf he\'d only lock me up for the night \nWell, I\'ve had pigs in the farmyard \nSome of them, some of them, they\'re alright \nWell, he fucked me with his truncheon \nAnd his helmet was way too tight \n \n[Chorus] \n \nI\'m a lonesome schoolboy in your town \nI\'m a lonesome schoolboy\n\n','Rolling Stones' 302.0,'I hear they\'re trying to make us all the same \nIt\'s mind control by any other name \nWho\'s gonna pay the price \nFor this foolish paradise \nOh Momma don\'t take that train \n \nI hear it said we\'re headed too far south \nChinese whispers go by word of mouth \nRules for every size and shape \nThe nag has gone, shut the gate \nOnce you\'re in you\'re never getting out \n \nI\'m so misunderstood \nThere goes my manhood \nShe\'s in my face again \nWith that picture of innocence \n \nNo drinks, no smokes \nNo dicking around \nNo dirty jokes \nStraight lace, straight face \nThe old straight jacket \nWe got no hope \n \nI hear they\'re gonna try out something new \nI can feel it sticking to my shoe \nSo this is what tomorrow holds \nHopes and dreams are bought and sold \nBut still the world is misty green and blue \n \nI, so misunderstood \nThere goes my mannish boyhood \nShe\'s in my face again \nWith that picture of innocence \n \nNo deals, no strokes \nNo forbidden fruit \nNo holy smoke \nWhat next, no sex \nThat\'s the end of the road \nThat\'s the end of the road \nWe got no hope \n \nNo drinks, no smokes \nNo dicking around \nNo dirty jokes \nStraight lace, straight face \nThe old straight jacket \nWe got no hope \n \nNo deals, no strokes \nNo forbidden fruit \nNo holy smoke \nWhat next, no sex \nThat\'s the end of the road \nWe got no hope\n\n','Deep Purple' 107.0,'Gold Coast slave ship bound for cotton fields \nSold in the market down in New Orleans \nScarred old slaver knows he\'s doin\' all right \nHear him whip the women just around midnight \n \nBrown Sugar, how come you taste so good \nBrown Sugar, just like a young girl should \n \nDrums beatin\' cold, English blood runs hot \nLady of the house wonderin\' when it\'s gonna stop \nHouse boy knows that he\'s doin\' all right \nYou should have heard him just around midnight \n \nBrown Sugar, how come you taste so good \nBrown Sugar, just like a young girl should \n \nBrown Sugar, how come you dance so good \nBrown Sugar, just like a black girl should \n \nI bet your mama was a tent show queen, \nAnd all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen \nI\'m no school boy but I know what I like \nYou should have heard them just around midnight \n \nBrown Sugar, how come you taste so good \nBrown Sugar, just like a black girl should \n \nI said, yeah, yeah, yeah, wooo! \nHow come you, how come you dance so good \nYeah, yeah, yeah, wooo! \nJust like a, just like a black girl should \nYeah, yeah, yeah, wooo!\n\n','Rolling Stones' 159.0,'Going to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go, c\'mon now \nGoing to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go, c\'mon now \n \nWell there\'s a brand new place I found \nPeople coming from miles around \nThey come from everywhere \nIf you drop in there \nYou see everyone in town \n \nGoing to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go, c\'mon now \nDon\'t you wanna go \nAnd that\'s alright tell me \n \nGoing to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go \n \nIt doesn\'t matter if you\'re black \nIt doesn\'t matter if you\'re white \nTake a dollar fifty \nA six pack of beer \nAnd we goin\' dance all night \n \nGoing to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go, c\'mon now \nDon\'t you wanna go \nAnd that\'s alright, tell me \n \nYeah, don\'t you wanna go, and that\'s alright, tell me \n \nGoing to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go \n \nIt doesn\'t matter you come in drag \nIt doesn\'t matter you come in stag \nI\'m telling everyone to get down here \nEvery taxi that you flag \n \nIs going to a go go, everybody \nGoing to a go go \nDon\'t you wanna go \nAnd that\'s alright, tell me, yeah \nThat\'s alright, yeah\n\n','Rolling Stones' 343.0,'Try to see it my way \nDo I have to keep on talking till I can\'t go wrong \nWhile you see it your way \nRun the risk of knowing that our love will soon be gone \n \nWe can work it out \nWe can work it out \n \nThink of what you\'re saying \nYou can get it wrong and still you think that it\'s alright \nThink of what I\'m saying \nWe can work it out and get it straight or say goodnight \n \nWe can work it out \nWe can work it out \n \nLife is very short and there\'s no time \nFor fussing and fighting my friend \nI have always thought that it\'s a crime \nSo I will ask you once again \nI\'ll ask you once again \n \nTry to see it my way \nOnly time will tell if I am right or I am wrong \nWhile I see it your way \nThere\'s a chance that we might fall apart before too long \n \nWe can work it out \nWe can work it out \n \nLife is very short and there\'s no time \nFor fussing and fighting my friend \nI have always thought that it\'s a crime \nSo I will ask you once again \nI\'ll ask you once again \n \nTry to see it my way \nOnly time will tell if I am right or I am wrong \nWhile I see it your way \nThere\'s a chance that we might fall apart before too long \n \nWe can work it out \nWe can work it out \n \nAt least we can try \nWe can try out to work it out someday\n\n','Deep Purple' 239.0,'I want a real fine car, fly Miami too \nAll the rum, I want to drink it, all the whiskey too \nMy woman need a new dress, my daughter got to go to school \nI\'m working so hard, I\'m working for the company \nI\'m working so hard to keep you in the luxury \n \nYou can\'t call me lazy on a seven day a week \nMake a million for the Texans, twenty dollar me \nYes, I want a gold ring, riding in a limousine \nI\'m working so hard, I\'m working for the company \nI\'m working so hard to keep you in the luxury \n \nNow listen, I\'m a proud man, not a beggar walking on the street \nI\'m working so hard, to keep you from the poverty \nI\'m working so hard to keep you in the luxury, oh yeah \nI\'m working so hard, I\'m working so hard \nHarder, harder, working, working, working \n \nI think it\'s such a strange thing, giving me concern \nHalf the world it got nothing the other half got money to burn \nMy woman need a new dress, my daughter got to go to school \nI\'m working so hard, I\'m working for the company, oh, yeah \nI\'m working so hard, oh, yeah \n \nWorking on a Sunday in refinery \nMake a million for the Texans, twenty dollar me \nAll the rum, I want to drink it, I got responsibility \nI\'m working so hard to keep you from the poverty, oh, yeah \nI\'m working so hard, I\'m working for the company, oh, yeah \nI\'m working so hard, oh, yeah \nHarder, harder, working, working\n\n','Rolling Stones' 200.0,'In another land where the breeze and the \nTrees and flowers were blue \nI stood and held your hand. \nAnd the grass grew high and the feathers floated by \nI stood and held your hand. \nAnd nobody else\'s hand will ever do \nNobody else will do \nThen I awoke \nWas this some kind of joke \nMuch to my surprise \nI opened my eyes. \n \nWe walked across the sand and the sea and \nThe sky and the castles were blue. \nI stood and held your hand. \nAnd the spray flew high and the feathers floated by \nI stood and held your hand. \nAnd nobody else\'s hand will ever do \nNobody else will do \nThen I awoke \nWas this some kind of joke \nMuch to my surprise \nWhen I opened my eyes. \n \nWe heard the trumpets blow and the sky \nTurned red when I accidently said \nThat I didn\'t know how I came to be here \nNot fast asleep in bed. \nI stood and held your hand. \nAnd nobody else\'s hand will ever do \nNobody else\'s hand \nThen I awoke \nWas this some kind of joke \nI opened my eyes. \nMuch to my surprise.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 52.0,'Child on a painted horse \nStreams that will run their course \nGone to a far away shore \nOoh, ooh, ah \nMy painted horse is weeping \n \nDays of another kind \nFrost gets a bruising vine \nWhy did the carpenter die \nOoh, ooh, ah \nMy painted horse is weeping \n \nSweet as a rose so fine \nPeaceful as a final time \nHow old could the lion man cry \nOoh, ooh, ah \nMy painted horse is weeping \n \nThoughts of a winter moon \nWarm in a distant room \nWhy did I fall asleep so soon \nOoh, ooh, ah \nMy painted horse is weeping\n\n','Deep Purple' 215.0,'My sweeet lady Jane \nWhen I see you again \nYour servant am I \nAnd will humbly remain \nJust heed this plea, my love \nOn bended knee my love \nI pledge myself to lady Jane \n \nMy dear lady Anne \nI\'ve done what I can \nI must take my leave \nFor promised am I \nThe play is run, my love \nYour time has come, my love \nI pledge my soul to lady Jane \n \nOh, my sweet Marie \nI wait at your cue \nThe sands have run out \nFor your lady and me \nWhen love is high, my love \nWedlock is nigh, my love \nLife is secure with lady Jane\n\n','Rolling Stones' 31.0,'There\'s no method in my madness, no craft, no guile \nNo expertise, no self assuring smile \nNo wizardry or witchcraft, no crass deceit \nNo dark conspiracies, I stand on my own two feet \nI\'m coming through just like jack ruby \n \nI ragged around the edges but I got control \nThere\'s no way around it and I got control \nI reach out for my program, still got control \nStraight down to business, who needs control \nI\'ve got panache just like jack ruby \n \nI don\'t beg forgiveness, I don\'t beg at all \nBut I beg to differ \'cause I got the ball \nThere was no invitation, you\'re not my type \nAnd what\'s gone, it ain\'t worth having, kiss it all goodbye \nRight on the money just like jack ruby\n\n','Deep Purple' 151.0,'Well, I was happy here at home \nI got everything I need. \nHappy bein\' on my own \nJust living the life I lead. \n \nWell, suddenly it dawned on me \nThat this was not my life. \nSo I just phoned the airline girl \nAnd said, \"Get me on flight number 505, \nGet me on flight number 505.\" \n \nWell, I confirmed my reservation. \nThen I hopped a cab. \nNo idea of my destination \nAnd feeling pretty bad. \n \nWith my suitcase in my hand. \nIn my head, my new life. \nSo then I told the airline girl \n\"Well, get me on flight number 505, \nGet me on flight number 505.\" \nAlright. \n \nWell, I sat right there in my seat. \nWell, feeling like a king. \nWith the whole world right at my feet. \n\"Of course I\'ll have a drink!\" \n \nWell, suddenly I saw \nThat we never ever would arrive. \nHe put the plane down in the sea. \nThe end of flight number 505. \nThe end of flight number 505. \nAlright. \n \nWhew, they put the plane down in the sea. \nThe end of flight number 505. \nThe end of flight number 505.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 124.0,'Well, she\'s very wealthy it\'s true \nSo in that she is one up on you \nShe\'s dressed all in red, white and blue \nAnd she always knows more than you do \nShe\'s so affected \nCool, calm, collected \nShe knows who to smile to today \nShe has just been brought up in that way \nShe knows all the right games to play \nAnd she always just knows what to say \nShe\'s well respected \nCool, calm, collected \nHello. \nShe\'s so affected \nCool, calm, collected \nIn public the strain\'s hard to bear \nShe exudes such a confident air \nBut behind she is not without care \nBut she sweeps it right under her hair \nShe\'s well respected \nCool, calm, collected \nShe seems to glow brilliantly white \nAnd her hair seems to shine in the night \nWith her feet unbelievably light \nAnd her teeth ready, sharpened to bite \nShe\'s so respected \nCool, calm, collected\n\n','Rolling Stones' 341.0,'The day is gone \nWhen the angels come to stay \nAnd all the silent whispers \nWill be blown away \nAnd lying in the corner \nA pair of high heel shoes \nHanging on the wall \nGold and silver for the blues \n \nOne too many wasted sunsets \nOne too many for the road \nAnd after dark the door is always open \nHoping someone else will show \n \nSomeone is waiting behind \nAn unlocked door \nGrey circles overhead empties \nOn the floor \nThe cracks in the walls have \nGrown too long \nThe slow hand is dragging on \nAfraid to meet the dawn \n \nOne too many wasted sunsets \nOne too many for the road \nAnd after dark the door is always open \nHoping someone else will show\n\n','Deep Purple' 72.0,'You keep on moving \nFar away, far away \nYou you keep on moving \nFar away, far away \n \nEvery day \nWheels are turning \nAnd the crime \nStill returning \n \nDawn will soon be breaking, the day has just begun, \nYou put your arms around me like a circle round the sun, \nYou dance across the seasons, \nTo a place where no one knows \nWhere angels fear to tread \n \nDawn will soon be breaking, the day has just begun, \nYou put your arms around me like a circle round the sun, \nYou dance across the seasons, \nTo a place where no one knows \nWhere angels fear to tread \n \nYou keep on moving \nFar away, far away \nYou you keep on moving \nFar away, far away \n \nEvery day \nWheels are turning \nAnd the crime \nStill returning\n\n','Deep Purple' 147.0,'A empty heart is like an empty life \nI said a empty heart is like a empty life \nWell, it makes you feel like you want to cry \nLike you want to cry \nLike you want to cry \n \nWell you\'ve been my lover for a long long time \nWell you\'ve been my lover for a long long time \nWell you left me all alone, and end my time \nI want my lover again \nI want my lover again \nI want my lover again \nI want it back again \n \nYeah, a little stick \nYeah, a little bit darling \nTake it down \nTake it down \nYeah, take it down \n \nCome on back to me, baby \nCome on back to me, baby \nCome on \nCome on back to me \nAnd I\'ll show ya \nI\'ll show ya \n \nThat a empty heart means a empty life \nYeah an empty heart like a empty life \nOh, it makes you feel like you want to die \nLike you want to die \nLike you want to die \n(I want to die)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 112.0,'Oh, Carol \nDon\'t let him steal your heart away \nI\'m gonna learn to dance \nIf it takes me all night and day \n \nClimb into my machine so we can groove on out \nI know some swinging little joint where we can jump and shout \nIt\'s not too far back on the highway not so long a ride \nYou park the car out in the open you can walk inside \nA little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her ma\'am \nCause every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed \n \nOh, Carol \nDon\'t let him steal your heart away \nI\'m gonna learn to dance \nIf it takes me all night and day \n \nNow, if you want to hear some music like the boys are playing \nHold tight, bang your foot don\'t let it carry you away \nDon\'t let the heat overcome you when they play so loud \nWon\'t the music intrigue you when they get a crowd \nWell you can\'t dance I know you would you could \nI got my eyes on you, baby, cause you dance so good \n \nOh, Carol \nDon\'t let him steal your heart away \nI\'m gonna learn to dance \nIf it takes me all night and day \n \nOh, Carol \nDon\'t let him steal your heart away \nI\'ve got to learn to dance \nIf it takes me all night and day\n\n','Rolling Stones' ?,'I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield \nListening to gospel music on the colored radio station \nAnd the preacher said, \"You know you always have the Lord by your side\" \nAnd I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran \nTwenty red lights in his honor \nThank you Jesus, thank you Lord \n \nI had an arrangement to meet a girl, and I was kind of late \nAnd I thought by the time I got there she\'d be off \nShe\'d be off with the nearest truck driver she could find \nMuch to my surprise, there she was sittin\' in the corner \nA little bleary, worse for wear and tear \nWas a girl with far away eyes \n \nSo if you\'re down on your luck \nAnd you can\'t harmonize \nFind a girl with far away eyes \nAnd if you\'re downright disgusted \nAnd life ain\'t worth a dime \nGet a girl with far away eyes \n \nWell the preacher kept right on saying that all I had to do was send \nTen dollars to the church of the Sacred Bleeding Heart Of Jesus \nLocated somewhere in Los Angeles, California \nAnd next week they\'d say my prayer on the radio \nAnd all my dreams would come true \nSo I did, the next week, I got a prayer with a girl \nWell, you know what kind of eyes she got, well I\'ll tell ya \n \nSo if you\'re down on your luck \nI know you all sympathize \nFind a girl with far away eyes \nAnd if you\'re downright disgusted \nAnd life ain\'t worth a dime \nGet a girl with far away eyes \n \nSo if you\'re down on your luck \nI know you all sympathize \nFind a girl with far away eyes\n\n','Rolling Stones' 57.0,'Black suede, don\'t mean you\'re good for me \nBlack suede, just brings your mystery \nI want to be inside of you \nBut you\'re black and I don\'t know what to do \n \nYou\'re a smooth dancer \nBut it\'s alright \n\'Cause I\'m a freelancer \nAnd you can never break me though you try \n \nTo make me think you\'re magical \nBaby, you\'re the one who can never see the sun \nBecause it don\'t shine nightly \nDon\'t you look at me because I\'m gonna shake free \n \nYou\'d better hang on tightly \nYou want to rule the world, \nBut you\'re acting like a girl \nWho\'s got a false pregnancy \nYou\'ve swollen up inside \nWith nothing but your pride \n \nAnd yet you keep on dancing \nBlack suede, don\'t waste your time on me \nBlack suede, I sense your mockery \nI tried to go along with you \n \nBut you\'re black and I know just what to do \nYou\'re a smooth dancer \nBut it\'s alright \n\'Cause I\'m a freelancer \n \nAnd you can never break me though you try \nTo make me think you\'re magical \nI think you\'re crazy, your two-timing ways \nThey don\'t bother me none \n \nYou\'d better do it right because one day or night \nI\'m gonna walk to freedom \nYou know I loved you once and I want to love again \nBut you don\'t give nothing \n \nYou can see it in my eyes so you\'ve got to realize \nBaby, I ain\'t bluffing \nBlack suede, don\'t waste your time on me \nBlack suede, don\'t bring me misery \n \nI tried to be inside of you \nBut you\'re black and now I know what to do \nYou\'re a smooth dancer \nBut it\'s alright \n \n\'Cause I\'m a freelancer \nAnd I can tell you\'re faking though you try \nTo make me think you\'re magical \nBaby, you\'re the one who can never see the sun \n \nBecause it don\'t shine nightly \nDon\'t you look at me because I\'m gonna shake free \nYou\'d better hang on tightly \nYou know I loved you once and I want to love again \n \nBut you don\'t give nothing \nYou can see it in my eyes so you\'ve got to realize \nBaby, I ain\'t bluffing \nBaby, you can rock \'n\' roll \n \nBut you can never show your soul, smooth dancer\n\n','Deep Purple' 218.0,'Who\'s that woman on your arm all dressed up to do you harm \nAnd I\'m hip to what she\'ll do, give her just about a month or two. \nBit off more than I can chew and I knew what it was leading to, \nSome things, well, I can\'t refuse, \nOne of them, one of them the bedroom blues. \nShe delivers right on time, I can\'t resist a corny line, \nBut take the shine right off you shoes, \nCarryin\', carryin\' the bedroom blues. \nOo... \nIn the bar you\'re getting drunk, I ain\'t in love, I ain\'t in luck. \nHide the switch and shut the light, let it all come down tonight. \nMaybe your friends think I\'m just a stranger, \nSome face you\'ll never see no more. \nLet it all come down tonight. \nKeep those tears hid out of sight, let it loose, let it all come down.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 308.0,'I don\'t have the time of day \nI don\'t know what day I is \nSomeone\'s falling on my head \nGet up? Get up \nWe\'re going out on the raz \n \nRazzle dazzle \nCall it what you want \nTo me it don\'t matter \nIt\'s where I belong \nIt\'s a matter of distinction \nA real fine line \nBetween an orgy of destruction \nAnd a wonderful time \n \nThis room\'s so cold and bare \nThere\'s nothing here for me \nI\'ve got to find some heat somewhere \nGet up? Get up \nWe\'re going out on the raz \n \nRazzle dazzle \nCall it what you want \nIt really doesn\'t matter \nWhen I\'m bangin\' on a gong \nWhile someone\'s holding out \nTo a willing congregation \nAnd we can all forget about \nThe state of the nation \n \nCan\'t hear a thing \nBut I see your lips are moving \nI\'m working on my thinking \nAnd I think it\'s improving \nI\'m going to get the blame \nSo I might as well deliver \nIf only I can swim across \nThis weird human river \n \nI know I started out \nWith the best of intentions \nSome blinding inspiration \nAnd a few not-to-mention \nAnd now I\'m looking deep \nInto the last dying embers \nShouting what are we doing here \nAnd nobody remembers \n \nI\'ve lost a friend or two \nI don\'t know where they have gone \nOnly one thing I can do \nGet up? Get up \nI\'m going out on the raz \n \nRazzle dazzle \nCall it what you want \nTo me it don\'t matter \nIt\'s where I belong \nIt\'s a matter of distinction \nA real fine line \nBetween an orgy of destruction \nAnd a wonderful time\n\n','Deep Purple' 18.0,'I\'m in a bad spot babe \nI can\'t hear what you say \nI\'d love to stop and talk \nYou keep fading away \nJust the way she said it \nSomething in her tone \nAlways so convincing \nBut she\'s good on the phone \nI\'ll wait until she\'s ready \nThat could be a while \nShe always takes her time \nThen she turns up in style \nSomething not right \nDidn\'t recognize the car \nWomen being what they are \n \nThere is no sense of reason \nIn a reasonable world \nMakes any sense at all \nTo a reasonable girl \nShe said you know what I mean \nBut I couldn\'t understand \nDidn\'t know what she said \nI\'m a reasonable man \nIt wasn\'t meant that way \nI was only having fun \nShe looked me in the eye \nBut the damage was done \nI got the vague impression \nShe was under my thumb \nI looked the other way \nAnd I had to succumb \n \nGirls like that \nI want girls like that \nGirls like that \nI like girls like that\n\n','Deep Purple' 305.0,'My clothes don\'t fit and I have no point of view \nI got a bad reputation but I don\'t believe it\'s true \nI had something going but I blew it down the can \nNot exactly what I planned \n \nI\'m a ramshackle man \nThat\'s what I am \n \nI look like a joker but I feel like a one eyed jack \nShuffling around never get to the top of the park \nI said to the dealer put the ace in my hand \nBut he couldn\'t give a damn \n \nI\'m a ramshackle man \nThat\'s what I am \n \nI sit down thinking bout the things I have to do \nI start out fine then I pick up something new \nStumbled through the door that\'s how it all began \nNow it\'s buried in the sand \n \nI\'m a ramshackle man \nThat\'s what I am \n \nThe stars shine bright when the boys come out to play \nNever feeling more than I\'m feeling right here today \nI used to be fresh but now I\'m second hand \nI do what I can \n \nI\'m a ramshackle man \nThat\'s what I am\n\n','Deep Purple' 260.0,'If you fool around \nWith the dealer \nRemember soon \nYou\'ll have to pay \nHe\'ll creep behind you \nLike a hunter \nJust to steal your soul away \nI don\'t want no one \nMessing with my woman \nBut just the same \nI don\'t see nobody \nFooling with you \nIf you\'re snowblind \nMadonna can hold you \nBut if you don\'t understand \nThere is nothing she can do for you \n \nRunning from the dealer \nTrying to save your soul \n \nI can feel the fire \nComing from inside you \nI know what it\'s like \n\'cause I\'ve been burned before \nAin\'t no mercy \nIn the hunger but \nYou\'re a fool to yourself \n\'cause your dealer keeps you begging for more \n \nRunning from the dealer \nTrying to save your soul \n \nIn the beginning all you wanted \nWas the calm before the storm \nIf the bluebird plays the eagle \nHe finds his song will turn to stone \nDealer\n\n','Deep Purple' 273.0,'Cast your eyes into the crystal \nDeep inside the mystery \nIs that a vision of a lonely man \nI fear it looks a lot like me \nIs that a man without a woman \nWhose empty life is but a shell \nEmpty hearts will echo \nForever in the wishing well \n \nFortuneteller \nYou\'ve got to help me find an end to the nightmare \n\'Cause I can\'t stand this pain and the curse of time \nSomewhere in your eyes I\'ll find the answer \nGive me the truth I\'ve been looking for \nBe my guiding light, I\'ll take my chances \nTurn the card, seal my fate, close the door \n \nSome days come with a vengeance \nSome days I feel so bad \nThe mirror holds no secrets \nI lost the best thing that I had \n \nFortuneteller \nCan you help me to see, is there an end to the sorrow \nOr was this slow ride to nowhere always meant to be \nSomewhere in your eyes I\'ll find the answer \nGive me the truth I\'ve been looking for \nBe my guiding light, I\'ll take my chances \nTurn the card, seal my fate, close the door \n \nShe always taking more than she\'d need \nBut we were both to blame somehow \nIn the heat of the moment I told her to leave \nI guess I lost more than I found \nBut I remember\n\n','Deep Purple' 71.0,'You\'re so hot, you\'re so cool \nI can see that you\'re nobody\'s fool \nNow tell me am I coming through \nIt\'s too late, I can\'t wait \nBelieve it\'s gonna be a big mistake \nBut I\'m tempted to believe in you \n \nI don\'t want to run and I don\'t want to fight \nI just want to be the one you love tonight \nUnclose my eyes, let it be \n \nBring on the band of angels from the great divide \nI\'ll never get to heaven so take me for a ride \nFruit on the tree is shaking, my mind is in a daze \nI just want a taste of your love \nAnd learn your wicked ways \n \nYou\'re so bad, it feels good \nThere\'s so much I never understood \nOh Mama take a look at me now \nI\'m hung up, strung out \nAll I want to do is scream and shout your name \nAddicted to you somehow \n \nElectric in your touch there\'s magic in your kiss \nYou know I never knew that love could feel like this \nUnclose my eyes, set me free \n \nBring on the band of angels from the great divide \nI\'ll never get to heaven so take me for a ride \nFruit on the tree is shaking, my mind is in a daze \nI just want a taste of your love \nAnd learn your wicked ways\n\n','Deep Purple' 231.0,'I know that you like to go out drinking \nAnd you love to have a good time \nYou came in when I was drinking coffee \nHaving breakfast on a bad night \n \nI won\'t interrogate you and I never will berate you \nBut your light\'s on \nFrom where you\'ve been \nLost weekend \n \nWhat\'s that look on your face \nIt must have been the walk of shame \nYour eyes are all red, get ready for bed \nYour hair\'s all over the place \n \nAnd look what the cat dragged in \nDon\'t you call me a friend \nGet out of my house with your dirty old mouth \nTake yourself out again \n \nLook what the cat dragged in \nYeah, you take it right out again \nYeah, look what the cat dragged in \nYeah, take it right out again \n \nLooking at the Sunday papers up what all the ladies did was so quiet \nChecking what was going on in Syria and Lebanon \nA bad pride, bad bribe \n \nI\'m going to criticize you and I hate to ostracize you \nWhat a bad night \nWhere you\'ve been \nLost weekend \n \nYou look like a tumble of spades \nIt must get a horrible taste \nYou look like a fucker, Sergeant Pepper \nAre you going to throw up all over my face \n \nLook what the cat dragged in \nTake it right out again \nGet out of my house with your dirty old mouth \nTake it right out again \n \nLook what the cat dragged in \nYeah, never do that my friend \nYeah, look what the cat dragged in \nLook what the cat, look what the cat, look what the cat dragged in\n\n','Rolling Stones' 174.0,'Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised \nSmell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised \n \nKissing and running, kissing and running away \nKissing and running, kissing and running away \nSenses be praised \nSenses be praised \n \nYour my saving grace, saving grace \nNothing will harm you \nNothing will stand in your way \nNothing, Nothing \nNothing will stop you \nAnd nothing will stand in your way \nNo one will harm you \nNo one will stand in your way \nNo one will bar you \nNothing will stand in your way \nNothing \nThere\'s nothing\n\n','Rolling Stones' 37.0,'Sweet Lucy was a dancer \nBut none of us would chance her \nBecause she was a Samurai \nShe made electric shadows \nBeyond our fingertips \nAnd none of us could reach that high \nShe came on like a teaser \nI had to touch and please her \nEnjoy a little paradise \nThe log was in my pocket \nWhen Lucy met the Rocket \nAnd she never knew the reason why \n \nI can\'t deny it \nWith that smile on her face \nIt\'s not the kill \nIt\'s the thrill of the chase \n \nFeel it coming \nIt\'s knocking at the door \nYou know it\'s no good running \nIt\'s not against the law \nThe point of no return \nAnd now you know the score \nAnd now you\'re learning \nWhat\'s knockin\' at your back door \n \nSweet Nancy was so fancy \nTo get into her pantry \nHad to be the aristocracy \nThe members that she toyed with \nAt her city club \nWere something in diplomacy \nSo we put her on the hit list \nOf a common cunning linguist \nA master of many tongues \nAnd now she eases gently \nFrom her Austin to her Bentley \nSuddenly she feels so young\n\n','Deep Purple' 234.0,'Ain\'t it funny how things happen \nJust as we think we\'ve got it all straight \nEverything seems to be moving forward \nBut instead we just sit around and wait \n \nSeems things are in a lock down \nNervous looks all around \nEveryone is speaking in whispers \nNo one wants to make a sound \n \nI\'m losing my touch, yeah \nLosing my touch \nLosing my touch baby, way too much \nBaby, get me out of here \nIt should be clear \n \nKeep an eye on on your front door, baby \nI\'ll be slipping in round the back \nI just need a little, a little cab fare \nAnd then I\'ll let you hit the sack \n \nCause I\'m losing my touch \nLosing my touch \nYes I\'m losing my touch way too much \nBaby, get me out of here \nIt should be clear, yes \n \nI ain\'t going to keep it long, baby \nBut just long, long enough \nI\'ve got to pick up my passports \nAnd I\'ve got to get my stuff \n \nCause I\'m losing my touch \nJust losing my touch, baby, baby, baby \nI\'m losing my touch way, way too much \nBaby, get me out of here \nWell it must be clear \n \nLosing my touch \nYes I\'m losing my touch \nYes I\'m losing my touch way too much \nBaby get me out of here\n\n','Rolling Stones' 294.0,'Flying to Salt Lake City \nSeats 3a and be \nI was down and needed \nA window \nBut in 3a sat Mitzi Dupree \nShe said hi I am Mitzi \nThe queen of the ping pong \nWhere you going boy \nI said nowhere \nShe said I\'m moving on \nI thought what is this \nI cannot resist \nHere she is \nAnd I\'ve always wanted a girl \nWith a name \nA name like Mitzi Dupree \n \nShe said what do you do \nI said I\'m a singer in a band \nShe said ya I\'m an entertainer \nReached out and took my hand \nShe was going to a mining town \nWay up north to do her show \nI said it must be cold up there \nShe said depends on who you know \nOh that look in her eye \nI can tell you no lies \nI\'m just a man \nShe made me feel like a king in my mind \nI love you Mitzi Dupree \n \nI said what is this queen of the ping pong business \nShe smiled what do you think \nIt has no connection with china \nI said ow have another drink \nWell I knew right away \nThat I\'d seen her act before \nIn a room behind a kitchen in Bangkok \nAnd three or four times more in Singapore \nShe may not be the first \nBut I know she ain\'t the worst \nShe was mine but I ran out of time \nI miss you I love you Mitzi Dupree \nMy darling Mitzi Dupree\n\n','Deep Purple' 344.0,'Roll me over slowly, I\'ve been drinkin\' all night, \nHelp me make a move, I can\'t stand the light. \nWake me, shake me, don\'t slam the door. \nI ain\'t been so bad, I just can\'t recall. \nSpent the night chasin\' up a listed old flame, \nLyin\' on the floor I can\'t remember her name. \nI can\'t stay here, there\'s something wrong here. \nWhat\'s goin onhere? \n \nWent downtown, had a long way to go. \nHow I got there, well, I don\'t know. \nFound myself sittin\' in a west side bar, \nTried to leave but I could not go far. \nHigh class woman try\'n to give me a line, \nShould have left early when I felt so fine. \nI can\'t stay here, there\'s something wrong here. \nWhat\'s goin\' on here? \n \nWhen they closed up the bar, you know, they left me for dead. \nI can\'t remember a thing I said. \nMust have called the police to take me away. \nThey said, \"Forty days\", now I\'ve got to pay. \nSpent the night chasin\' up a listed old flame, \nLyin\' on the floor I can\'t remember my name. \nI can\'t get together while they\'re messin\' with me, \nKeep on lookin\' round, tell me where can I be. \nI can\'t stay here, there\'s something wrong here. \nWhat\'s goin\' on here?\n\n','Deep Purple' 281.0,'You\'re lazy just stay in bed \nYou\'re lazy just stay in bed \nYou don\'t want no money \nYou don\'t want no bread \n \nIf you\'re drowning you don\'t clutch no straw \nIf you\'re drowning you don\'t clutch no straw \nYou don\'t want to live you don\'t want to cry no more \n \nWell my trying ain\'t done no good \nI said my trying ain\'t done no good \nYou don\'t make no effort no not like you should \n \nLazy you just stay in bed \nLazy you just stay in bed \nYou don\'t want no money \nYou don\'t want no bread\n\n','Deep Purple' 114.0,'The wind blows rain into my face \nThe sun glows at the end of the highway \nChild of the moon, rub your rainy eyes \nOh, child of the moon \nGive me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile \n \nShe shivers, by the light she is hidden \nShe flickers like a lamp lady vision \nChild of the moon, rub your rainy eyes \nChild of the moon \nGive me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile \n \nThe first car on the foggy road riding \nThe last star for my lady is pining \nOh, child of the moon, bid the sun arise \nOh, child of the moon \nGive me a misty day, pearly gray, silver, silky faced, \nWide-awake crescent-shaped smile\n\n','Rolling Stones' 5.0,'Black night is not right, \nI don\'t feel so bright, \nI don\'t care to sit tight. \nMaybe I\'ll find on the way down the line \nthat I\'m free, free to be me. \nBlack night is a long way from home. \n \nI don\'t need a dark tree, \nI don\'t want a rough sea, \nI can\'t feel, I can\'t see. \nMaybe I\'ll find on the way down the line \nthat I\'m free, free to be me. \nBlack night is a long way from home. \n \nBlack night, black night, \nI don\'t need black night, \nI can\'t see dark night. \nMaybe I\'ll find on the way down the line \nthat I\'m free, free to be me. \nBlack night is a long way from home. \n\n','Deep Purple' 94.0,'I don\'t want you to be high \nI don\'t want you to be down \nDon\'t want to tell you no lie \nJust want you to be around \n \nPlease come right up to my ears \nYou will be able to hear what I say \n \nDon\'t want you out in my world \nJust you be my backstreet girl \n \nPlease don\'t be part of my life \nPlease keep yourself to yourself \nPlease don\'t you bother my wife \nThat way you won\'t get no help \n \nDon\'t try to ride on my horse \nYou\'re rather common and coarse anyway \n \nDon\'t want you out in my world \nJust you be my backstreet girl \n \nPlease don\'t you call me at home \nPlease don\'t come knocking at night \nPlease never ring on the phone \nYour manners are never quite right \n \nPlease take the favors I grant \nCurtsy and look nonchalant, just for me \n \nDon\'t want you part of my world \nJust you be my backstreet girl\n\n','Rolling Stones' 59.0,'Door \nDon\'t close the door \nI want to feel the cold \nI want to see the light \nMomma, where you gone? \nThis is no dream \nCan\'t make it right if it\'s wrong \nDancing with strangers \nFighting with friends \n \nIt\'s a matter of time \nBetween love and despair \nFalling over the line \nEmpty hearts and icy stares \nCall me Solitaire \n \nThe eyes \nIn the face on the wall \nFollow me round the room \nFollow me everywhere \nA heart without an echo \nA man without a child \nAlone with all my sorrow \nDancing with strangers \nFighting with friends \n \nIt\'s a matter of time between love and despair \nFalling over the line \nEmpty hearts and icy stares \nCall me Solitaire\n\n','Deep Purple' 354.0,'I\'m so glad to be here tonight and I\'m so glad to be home. \nAnd I believe I\'ve got a message for every woman and \nEvery man here tonight that ever needed somebody to love \nSomeone to stay with them all the time, when they\'re \nUp and when they\'re down. You know, sometimes you get what you want \nAnd then you go and lose what you have \nAnd I believe every woman and every man here tonight listen to my song \nAnd it save the whole world. \nListen to me. \n \nEverybody wants somebody \nEverybody wants somebody to love \nSomeone to love \nSomeone to kiss \nSometime to miss, now \nSomeone to squeeze \nSomeone to please \nAnd I need you you you \nI need you you you \nI need you you you \nI need you you you \n \nOh, sometimes I feel like \nI feel a little sad inside \nMy baby mistreats me \nAnd I kinda get a little little mad \n \nI need you you you \nTo see me through, babe \nWhen the sun go down \nAin\'t nobody else around \nThat\'s when I need you baby \nThat\'s when I say I love you \nThat\'s when I say I love you \nLet me hear you say yeah \nLet me hear you say yeah \nLet me hear you say yeah \nLet me hear you say yeah \n \nI need you you you you \nSomebody to see me through, baby \nI need you you you \nI need you you you \nI need you you you \n \nWhen the sun goes down \nAin\'t nobody else around \nThat\'s when I\'m all by myself \nThat\'s when I need your lovin\' darlin\' \nThat\'s when I need you so bad \nYou\'re the one I really need bad (???) \n \nI need you \nTo see me through baby \nIn the morning time too \nWhen the sun goes down \nAin\'t nobody else around \nI need your lovin\' so bad \n \nEverybody needs somebody to love \nI\'m not afraid to be by myself but I just need to be somebody to love \nAll the time \nAll the time \nAll the time \nAll the time \nAll the time, babe \nI said all the time, babe \nI said all the time, babe \nI need you \nI need your lovin\' so bad \nLet me hear you say yeah \nLet me hear you say yeah \nLet me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah \nLet me hear you say yeah \nUh, huh, huh, huh \nUh huh, huh huh huh \nYeah, I need you baby so bad bad bad, bad bad, bad bad bad bad \n \nI need you \nI need you you you \nI need your lovin\' babe \nI need your lovin\' darlin\' \nEverybody needs somebody \nEverybody needs somebody \nEverybody needs somebody \nYeah, yeah yeah \nEverybody needs somebody \nEverybody needs somebody \nEverybody needs somebody else \nYou gotta need too, baby \nSee you through \nGotta be two to see it through \n \n(repeat and ad lib)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 242.0,'Melody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \n \nCame home one morning about quarter to three \nI\'m banging on my door cause I just lost my key \nOpen up, baby, you got someone else inside \nI\'m going to come get you dead or alive \n \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \n \nI took her out dancing but she drank away my cash \nShe said, \"I\'m going to fix my face don\'t you worry I\'ll be back\" \nI\'m looking for her high and low like a mustard for a ham \nShe was crashed out in the bathroom \nIn the arms of my best friend \n \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \n \nThen one day she left me \nShe took everything that moved \nMy car, she took my trailer home \nShe took my Sunday boots \nMy nose is on her trail \nI\'m going to catch her by surprise \nThen I\'m going to have the pleasure \nTo roast that child alive \n \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name \nMelody, it was her second name\n\n','Rolling Stones' 303.0,'Somebody\'s shouting \nUp at a mountain \nOnly my own words return \nNobody\'s out there \nIt\'s a deception \nWhen will I ever learn? \n \nI\'m alone here \nWith emptiness eagles and snow \nUnfriendliness chilling my body \nAnd whispering pictures of home \n \nWondering blindly \nHow can they find me \nMaybe they don\'t even know \nMy body is shaking \nAnticipating \nThe call of the black footed crow \n \nI\'m alone here \nWith emptiness eagles and snow \nUnfriendliness chilling my body \nAnd taunting with pictures of home \n \nHere in this prison \nOf my own making \nYear after day I have grown \nInto a hero \nBut there\'s no worship \nWhere have they hidden my throne? \n \nI\'m alone here \nWith emptiness eagles and snow \nUnfriendliness chilling my body \nAnd screaming out pictures of home\n\n','Deep Purple' 226.0,'Tried to trail you last night, baby, trail you in my car \nBut I was afraid of what I was looking for \nAnd little by little I\'m losin\' my love for you \nYeah, little by little I\'ve found out you was untrue \n \nAlright, Keith, come on, now \nWell I try not to bear a grudge, a girl\'s gonna hitch a ride \nThings ain\'t been the same since my mother died \nYeah, little by little, I\'m losin\' my love for you \nYeah, little by little I\'ve found out you was untrue\n\n','Rolling Stones' 321.0,'Remind me to tell you \nBout the old silver miner \nName of hard rock Pete \nHad his house built on a slope \nThey say one of his legs \nLived in Calico \nThere\'s a rumor going round \nThat the other lived in hope \nSo I walked in the room \nAnd I stopped \nI turned around \nAnd looked over my shoulder \nAnd a voice close beside me said \nYou\'d better watch your head \nThe party\'s over \n \nIt wasn\'t long before \nThe waitress came over and said \nCan I freshen up your drink \nAnd have you heard of these boys \nAnd if you feel included \nTo buy some cowboy boots \nWell it\'s not that bad \nWe can talk above the noise\' \nSo I sucked on my beer \nShut my eyes \nAnd tried to listen to the words \nI know I missed the meaning \nBut the message \nWas something I\'d already heard \n \nJohnny Ringo\'s voice \nIs getting deeper \nAnd now he\'s going to put \nAnother lock on the door \nThe night is getting later \nMy head is getting lighter \nThe mood is getting darker \nTequila\'s being poured \nSo I smile \nAt the old gunslinger \nIn his frame on the wall \nAs he pushed back his hat \nAnd it\'s all coming back \nI\'d cut a long story short \nBut it\'s much too late for that \n \nSomebody stole my guitar \nThey took it from \nThe back seat of my car \n \nI was sleeping in Memphis \nIn my hotel room \nAnd somebody stole my guitar\n\n','Deep Purple' 96.0,'Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie \nAlways gets a second look from fellas passin\' by \nEvery time you see her she\'s with a different guy \nBeautiful Delilah, that\'s the reason why \nChorus: \nThe better don\'t allow me fool around with you \nYou are so tantalizing you just can\'t be true \nBeautiful Delilah, dressed in the latest style \nSwingin\' like a pendulum, walkin\' down the aisle \nDeep romantic eyes, speak so low in miles \nMaybe she will settle down and marry after a while \n[Chorus] \nBeautiful Delilah, bathin\' in the sun \nAn audience of 17, and notice not a one \nLocal Casanova who wouldn\'t be outdone \nLet her steal his heart away, break it just for fun \n \n\n','Rolling Stones' 318.0,'Go to the woman like a switchblade knife \nBaby says we\'re gonna break the law tonight \nOoh...if your daddy could see you now \nRock\'n\'Roll rebel on a jailbreak run \nThis operator but a little high strung \nThere\'s one in every crowd \nYou got coming to you, it happens every time \nThat\'s what you get for a life of crime \nYou got it coming to you, if you cross the line \nAnd you can\'t back up, when the going gets tough \nAnd if you fly that high you\'d better get some... \nSlow down sister, you\'re burn, burn, burnin\', at the speed of light \nBetter slow down sister \nPut on tile brakes or you won\'t get through the night \nShe don\'t love you, gonna shoot to thrill \nI tell you that little girl\'s kiss could kill \nShe got me standing on a one way street \nCan\'t break the chains, the ties that bind \nSlave to the rhythm and my heart\'s in time \nBeware the taste is bittersweet \nWhen the lights go down, and you hit the ground \nIt\'ll happen so fast,.... \nSlow down sister \nI said look out now, danger in a little girl\'s eyes \nSlow down sister \nWell you\'re gonna find out there\'s trouble in paradise \n..that ain\'t nice... \nYou\'ll never stop... your butterfly ball \n....in the black, you think you\'ve done it all \nCome on now baby, you know it\'s true \nYou want all the money and the price of fame \nRide to glory on another man\'s name \nNow there\'s a lesson here for you \nYou\'d better slow down sister \nI said look out now, there\'s danger in a little girl\'s eyes \nSlow down sister, slow down ,slow down \nWell you\'re gonna find out there\'s trouble..trouble in paradise \nI said slow! \n\n','Deep Purple' 163.0,'Well you\'ve grown up all wrong \nWell you\'ve grown up all wrong \nYou come on too strong \nWell you\'ve grown up all wrong \nWell you were easy to fool, when you were in school, but \nYou\'ve grown up all wrong \n \nWell you\'ve grown up on me \nWell you\'ve grown up on me \nDon\'t believe what I see \nWell you\'ve grown up on me \nWell you look so sweet when you\'re in your jeans, but \nYou\'ve grown up on me \n \nWell you\'ve grown up too fast \nWell you\'ve grown up too fast \nDon\'t forget about the past \nGirl, you\'ve grown up too fast \nWell you won\'t be a fool, but I\'m through with you \nWell you\'ve grown up too fast \nWell you\'ve grown up too fast\n\n','Rolling Stones' 334.0,'Consider your position position your defense \nWhy don\'t you let me ask you is it mere coincidence \nFeeding speculators on a downhill gravy train \nLike vultures ripping out the eyes to reach the dying brain \nListen to the wind - a silent scream \nTearing at your broken heart \nLike a forgotten dream \n \nAnd there\'s a time for peace a time for war \nWondering what we\'ve been put here for \nA time for giving a time to take \nA time for love and a time for hate \nA time for beg and a time to steal \nSo you gamble on that spinning wheel \nOf all these things I\'ve had my fill \nLord I need some time to kill \n \nTen percent of nothing is exactly what you got \nYou thing you\'ve got the given right to take another shot \nI\'ll take away your money all you\'ve got is colored beads \nFind a piece of land where you can sow your seeds \nListen to the wind - a silent scream \nTearing at your broken heart \nLike a forgotten dream \n \nThere\'s a time for passion a time for pain \nA time to learn that we\'re all the same \nA time to remember a time to forget \nWondering how we\'re going to pay our debts \nA time for thunder a time for rain \nWaiting for the seasons to change \nOf all these things I\'ve had my fill \nLord I need some time to kill\n\n','Deep Purple' 148.0,'Fanny Mae, \nBaby won\'t you please come home, \nFanny Mae \nBaby won\'t you please come home. \nI\'m in so much misery, baby \nSince that girls been gone. \n \nWell I can hear her singing \nWay all down the line \nWell I can hear her singing \nWay all down the line \n(I want to know do you love me \nOr am I wasting my time) \nWhen I hear you singing \nI know you\'re not far behind \n \nWell I want somebody to tell me \nTell me what\'s wrong with me \nWell I want somebody to tell me \nTell me what\'s wrong with me \nSince Fanny been gone \nMy life has been misery \n \nFanny Mae, \nBaby won\'t you please come home, \nFanny Mae, \nBaby won\'t you please come home \nI\'m in so much misery, \nSince that girls been gone.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 289.0,'Vibrant flashes in my mind \nRemind me of a foregone time \nThe blackened faces, broken romance \nBlackened faces \n \nMy broken heart has bled \nWith memories of a love that\'s dead \nSometimes happy then sad \nI need love, love help me \n \nPassing by the grounds of time \nMemories that are only mine \nLooking for love, a brand new love \nLooking for love \n \nDreams that are hard to see \nFinding a new love for me \nSomeday she must come along \nI need love, love help me \n \nI need love to come home \nSomewhere there must be one \n \nHoping someday for good news \nWaiting for that girl to choose \nOnly hoping, all I can do \nOnly hoping \n \nOne day she must come along \nA girl as pretty as a song \nA woman just meant for me \nI need love, love help me \n \nVibrant flashes in my mind \nRemind me of a foregone time \nThe blackened faces, broken romance \nBlackened faces \n \nMy broken heart has bled \nWith memories of a love that\'s dead \nSometimes happy then sad \nI need love, love help me \n \nI need love, love help me\n\n','Deep Purple' 118.0,'Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted \nAll day long I\'m walkin\' \'cause I couldn\'t get my car started \nLaid off from my job and I can\'t afford to check it \nI wish somebody\'d come along and run into it and wreck it \n \nCome on, since me and my baby parted \nCome on, I can\'t get started \nCome on, I can\'t afford to check it \nI wish somebody\'d come along and run into it and wreck it \n \nEverything is wrong since I\'ve been without you \nEvery night I lay awake thinkin\' about you \nEvery time the phone rings it sounds like thunder \nSome stupid guy tryin\' to reach another number \n \nCome on, since I\'ve been without you \nCome on, always thinkin\' about you \nCome on, phone sounds like thunder \nSome stupid guy tryin\' to reach another number \n \nEverything is wrong since I last saw you, baby \nI really want to see you and I don\'t mean maybe \nI\'m doin\' ev\'rything tryin\' to make you see \nThat I belong to you, hon, and you belong to me \n \nCome on, I want to see you, baby \nCome on, I don\'t mean maybe \nCome on, I\'m tryin\' to make you see \nThat I belong to you and you belong to me \n \nCome on, I gotta see you, baby \nCome on, I don\'t mean maybe \nCome on, I\'ve gotta make you see \nThat I belong to you and you belong to me \n \nCome on, come on, come on, come on\n\n','Rolling Stones' 337.0,'Infidel can you hear \nWould-be strange delight \nI need you to give your sympathy tonight \nWhen you hear what I say \nDeeds I\'ve done \nRealize I\'ve never lost and never won \n \nI\'ve got a feeling that it\'s never right \nThere was a reason but it\'s out of sight \nIt\'s going down somewhere tonight \nUnder the gun \n \nPut death in my hand \nLearn to fight \nWho could care if it\'s wrong or if it\'s right \nWe got no choice \nUnder command \nWe\'re ordered to die or take this land \n \nStupid bastards and religious freaks \nSo safe in their castle keeps \nThey turn away as a mother weeps \nUnder the gun \n \nWhen brave men fall \nUnder crimson skies \nThere\'s a sadness reflected in a soldier\'s eyes \nTears will dry \nFor those I kill \nRemember no more their names but someone will \n \nThe only way to be victorious \nScrew the fools who think it\'s glorious \nWho gives a toss about the likes of us? \nUnder the gun\n\n','Deep Purple' 76.0,'Well, my name is a number \nA piece of plastic film \nAnd I\'m growin\' funny flowers \nIn my little window sill \n \ndon\'t you know I\'m a two thousand man \nAnd my kids, they just don\'t understand me at all \n \nWell my wife still respects me \nI really misused her \nI am having an affair \nWith the random computer \n \nDon\'t you know I\'m a two thousand man \nAnd my kids, they just don\'t understand me at all \n \nOh daddy, proud of your planet \nOh mummy, proud of your sun \nOh daddy, proud of your planet \nOh mummy. proud of your sun \nOh daddy, your brain\'s still flashin\' \nLike it did when you were young \nOr do you come down crashin\' \nSeeing all the things you\'d done \nAll was a big put on \n \nOh daddy, proud of your planet \nOh mummy. proud of your son \nOh daddy, proud of your planet \nOh mummy. proud of your sun \n \nOh daddy, proud of your planet \nOh mummy. proud of your sun \nOh daddy, proud of your planet \nOh mummy. proud of your sun \n \nAnd you know who\'s the two thousand man \nAnd your kids they just won\'t understand you at all\n\n','Rolling Stones' 275.0,'Watch him ride into the sunset \nHe\'d have the little fat guy \nRight along his side \nEchoing off the canyon, Hey Cisco \nFrom Pancho \'n\' pretty soon \nThe black sombrero would reply \nHey Pancho what\'s happening mi amigo \nIt\'s getting somewhere near the end, \nThis winding trail \nWhen we\'ve raced around the corner \nFor the final dusty time \nMr Renaldo \'n\' Carillo\'s \nGoing to jail \n \nCan\'t open no more supermarkets \nDuncan\'s sombrero\'s hanging \nUp there with his guns \nSome cigarro sucking slag \nUnder a cheap Hollywood chandelier \nSays \'Cisco, Kid you know \nYour day is done \nLet me know how you are doin\' \nMr. Renaldo \nIf you need me I could be \nA friend for life \nThere don\'t seem any point \nWe should throw \'way \nAll these years \nWhy don\'t we saddle up \nAnd ride out one more time \n \nWhat they doing to my friend \nWhat they doing to my man \nDon\'t matter when \nI\'ll stay to the end \nHey Cisco \nLet\'s go out in style \nWe\'re going down together\n\n','Deep Purple' 287.0,'Feels like the end \nWhen you\'re closer to losing your dreams \nThan losing a friend \nFlying blind \nI\'m shooting into the dark \nWho will I find? \nOh girl \nAnd if it takes me a lifetime \nI swear I\'ll tear down every wall \nLove conquers all \n \nOn my way \nTomorrow I rise with the sun \nSoon I\'ll be gone \nWords can\'t say \nHow the memories of feelings of love \nThey linger on \nOh girl \nAnd if it takes me forever \nI know it\'s worth every teardrop that falls \nLove conquers all \n \nSomewhere there\'s a place in your heart \nWhere the wounds never heal \nWell you\'re not alone \nThat\'s just how I feel \n \nLove conquers all \nThis one will last a lifetime \nAnd if love conquers all \nThis one will last forever\n\n','Deep Purple' 6.0,'I see reflections in the water \nAutumn colours, summer\'s daughter \nAnd as as the year is growing older \nI see winter on my shoulder \nI stand in the haze \nWatching stormy ripples grow on my own \nNever knew your needed \nTill I found myself standing here alone \n \nAnd in the water, such a sad face \nSlowly drowning, such a sad face \nIf only I could change the seasons \nLike a poet, I\'ve my reasons \nIt started to snow in the middle of July \nWonder why \nNever did understand you \nMy sorrow is hanging in the grey sky \n \nIn the summer days we flew to the sun \nOn melting wings \nBut the seasons changed to fast \nLeave us all behind \nBlind \n \nBut then the stone fell on the water \nPutting end to summer\'s daughter \nAnd me, I turn away remembering \nAll the seasons, such a sad thing \nIt started to rain in the middle of the sun \nWinter\'s begun \n \nNever did understand you \nMy sorrow is hanging in the grey sky \n \nIn the summer days we flew to the sun \nOn melting wings \nBut the seasons changed to fast \nLeave us all behind \nBlind\n\n','Deep Purple' 263.0,'I get lost on a regular basis \nI\'m not alone I see the same old faces \nBack on the road it\'s a worthy opponent \nI get home in the heat of the moment \n \nWhat\'s that stuff always rise to the surface \nCollege cream, it always emerges \nBe what you are I tell myself \nAnd myself tells me we can\'t be anybody else \n \nYou always sleep with a smile on your face \nMuch as I want to put myself in your place \nNot my business I\'ve got dreams of my own \nI try to recall but when I wake up it\'s gone \n \nDon\'t let go of that image \nYou\'ll never see it again \n \nI can hear voices they\'re buzzing in my head \nEyebrows raised was it something I said \nA long hot night, it crept in like a thief \nThe engine stopped, the seat belt popped \nAnd her jaw dropped in disbelief \n \nDon\'t let go of that beast \nYou\'ll never see it again \n \nDon\'t let go of that whiskey bottle \nYou\'ll never see it again\n\n','Deep Purple' 224.0,'Once upon a time you dressed so fine \nYou threw the bums a dime in your prime, \nDidn\'t you? \n \nPeople\'d call, say \"Beware doll, you\'re \nBound to fall\" \nYou thought they were all kiddin\' you \n \nYou used to laugh about \nEverybody that was hangin\' out \nNow you don\'t walk so proud \nNow you don\'t talk so loud \nAbout having to be scrounging for your \nNext meal \n \nHow does it feel \nHow does it feel \nTo be on your own \nWith no direction home \nA complete unknown \nJust like a rolling stone? \n \nYou\'ve went to the finest school all right, \nMiss Lonely \nBut you know you only used to get juiced \nIn it \nNobody has ever taught you how to \nLive on the street \nBut now you find out you\'re gonna have \nTo get used to it \nYou said you\'d never compromise \nWith the mystery tramp, but now you \nRealize \nThat he\'s not selling any alibis \nAs you stare into the vacuum of his eyes \nAnd say do you want to make a deal? \n \nHow does it feel \nHow does it feel \nTo be on your own \nWith no direction home \nLike a complete unknown \nJust like a rolling stone? \n \nHow does it feel \nHow does it feel \nTo be on your own \nWith no direction home \nA complete unknown \nJust like a rolling stone? \n \nPrincess on the steeple and all the pretty \nPeople \nThey\'re drinkin\', thinkin\' that they got it \nMade \nExchanging all kinds of precious gifts and \nThings \nYou\'d better take your diamond ring, \nYou\'d better pawn it babe \nYou used to be so amused \nAt Napoleon in rags with the language that \nHe used \nGo to him now, he calls you, you can\'t \nRefuse \nWhen you got nothing, you got nothing to \nLose \nYou\'re invisible now, you got no secrets to \nConceal \n \nHow does it feel \nHow does it feel \nTo be on your own \nWith no direction home \nLike a complete unknown \nJust like a rolling stone?\n\n','Rolling Stones' 127.0,'I\'m sittin\' in a bar tipplin\' a jar in Jackson \nAnd on the street the summer sun it shines \nThere\'s many a bar room queen I\'ve had in Jackson \nBut I just can\'t seem to drink you off my mind. \n \nIt\'s the honky tonk women \nGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. \n \nI laid a divorcee in New York City \nI had to put up some kind of a fight \nThe lady she all dressed me up in roses \nShe blew my nose and then she blew my mind. \n \nIt\'s the honky tonk women \nGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. \n \nIt\'s the honky tonk women \nGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. \n \nIt\'s the honky tonk women \nGimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.\n\n','Rolling Stones' 41.0,'I don\'t care if my lady\'s gone \nAs long as you give me just what I want. \nI\'ve been losin\' my direction, \nGot to find a new connection. \n \nYou have wasted the love I tasted, \nNow I\'m really gettin\' hungry more and more. \nBeen a long time, had a bad sign. \nTell me what am I fighting for? \n \nLet me know you feel it, \nYou know I really need it. \nKeep on pushin\' for more, \nLay down, stay down. \nI got something to find, \nThere\'s one thing I really need. \nI\'m gonna tell you right now, \nLay down, stay down. \n \nLookin\' for trouble, I guess that\'s right. \nWhen I was young I was taught to fight. \nIt\'s been long gone since I had known, \nNow I\'m headin\' for some more. \n \nLet me know you feel it, \nYou know I really need it. \nKeep on pushin\' for more, \nLay down, stay down. \nI got something to find, \nThere\'s one thing I really need. \nI\'m gonna tell you right now, \nLay down, stay down. \n \nLet me know you feel it, \nYou know I really need it. \nKeep on pushin\' for more, \nLay down, stay down. \nI got something to find, \nThere\'s one thing I really need. \nI\'m gonna tell you right now, \nLay down, stay down.\n\n','Deep Purple' 297.0,'I got my feelers out \nPleasure I can give you pain \nI\'m the demon of misfortune \nLet me tell you that bad luck is my game \nFires burning make you cold \nYou can touch but you can\'t hold \nIt\'s an even split \nBetween zip and the number on your ticket \nNothing to brag about dragging in the dirt \nI\'m a nasty piece of work \n \nDown get down on your knees \nRunning gonna bring you down \nI\'m the demon of disorder \nYou know I\'m gonna drive you into the ground \nAs you\'re stepping through the door \nMy shadow crawls across your floor \nYour dream of love \nIt\'s not enough it\'s gonna come to nothing \nYou ain\'t seen nothing it\'s gonna get worse \nI\'m nasty nasty \n \nIt\'s an even split \nBetween zip and the number on your ticket \nYour dream of love \nIt\'s not enough it\'s gonna come to nothing \nNothing to brag about dragging in the dirt \nYou ain\'t seen nothing it\'s gonna get worse \nI\'m a nasty piece of work\n\n','Deep Purple' 110.0,'Can you hear the music, can you hear the music? \nCan you feel the magic hangin\' in the air? \nCan you feel the magic? Oh, yeah \n \nLove is a mystery I can\'t demystify, oh, no \nSometimes I wonder why we\'re here \nBut I don\'t care, I don\'t care \n \nCan you hear the music, can you hear the music? \nCan you feel the magic dancin\' in the air? \nCan you feel the magic? Oh, yeah \n \nLove is a mystery I can\'t demystify, oh, no \nSometimes I I\'m dancin\' on air \nBut I get scared, I get scared \n \nWhen I hear the drummer, get me in the groove \nWhen I hear the guitar, makes me want to move \nCan you feel the magic, floatin\' in the air? \nCan you feel the magic? Oh, yeah \n \nSometimes you\'re feelin\' you\'ve been pushed around \nAnd your rainbow just ain\'t here \nDon\'t you fear, don\'t you fear \n \nWhen you hear the music trouble disappear \nWhen you hear the music ringin\' in your ears \nCan you feel the magic floatin\' in the air? \nCan you hear the magic? Oh, yeah, yeah \n \nWhen you hear the music ringin\' in my ear \nCan you hear the music? Oh, yeah \nCan you hear the drummer? Gets you in the groove \nCan you hear the guitar? Make you want to move? Yeah \n \nCan you hear the music? Oh, yeah \nCan you hear the music ringin\' in my ear? \nCan you hear the music, can you hear the music?\n\n','Rolling Stones' 264.0,'You stare into the room, nothing there but space \nNo sign of any message gone without a trace \nBut I don\'t want your pity, if that\'s what you think \nI\'ll take my comfort from this hole I\'m sinking in \nWaste my time, drink my wine, take my money \nThat\'s alright, I don\'t mind but don\'t try to be funny \n \nDon\'t make me good \nDon\'t make me mad \nDon\'t make me fly \nDon\'t make me happy \n \nIt\'s nice here in this room, you would like it, yes you would \nIt\'s got a bed, two chairs and a table, I\'d leave here if I could \nThere\'s a man standing up who\'s down on his knees \nOutside the cold wind sends a shiver through the trees \nOn the line, left behind, under pressure \nIt\'s so bad, leave me be, I don\'t want to get better \n \nDon\'t make me good \nDon\'t make me mad \nDon\'t make me fly \nDon\'t make me happy \n \nI don\'t care what you think but think about this \nIt could have been somebody else, beware of what you wish \nNow the door is closed, locked and sealed \nAnd now you think you know how rejection feels \nWaste my time, drink my wine, take my money \nThat\'s alright, I don\'t mind but don\'t try to be funny \n \nDon\'t make me good \nDon\'t make me mad \nDon\'t make me fly \nDon\'t make me happy\n\n','Deep Purple' 168.0,'Well I never kept a dollar past sunset, \nIt always burned a hole in my pants. \nNever made a school mama happy, \nNever blew a second chance, oh no \n \nI need a love to keep me happy, \nI need a love to keep me happy. \nBaby, baby keep me happy. \nBaby, baby keep me happy. \n \nAlways took candy from strangers, \nDidn\'t wanna get me no trade. \nNever want to be like papa, \nWorking for the boss ev\'ry night and day. \n \nI need a love to keep me happy, \nI need a love, baby won\'t ya keep me happy. \nBaby, won\'t ya keep me happy. \nBaby, please keep me \n \nI need a love to keep me happy, \nI need a love to keep me happy. \nBaby, baby keep me happy. \nBaby \n \nNever got a flash out of cocktails, \nWhen I got some flesh off the bone. \nNever got a lift out of Lear jets, \nWhen I can fly way back home. \n \nI need a love to keep me happy, \nI need a love to keep me happy. \nBaby, baby keep me happy. \nBaby, baby keep me happy. \nBaby \n \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me \nHappy, baby won\'t you keep me\n\n','Rolling Stones' 53.0,'Can you remember remember my name \nAs I flow through your life \nA thousand oceans I have flown \nAnd cold spirits of ice \nAll my life \nI am the echo of your past \n \nI am returning the echo of a point in time \nDistant faces shine \nA thousand warriors I have known \nAnd laughing as the spirits appear \nAll your life \nShadows of another day \n \nAnd if you hear me talking on the wind \nYou\'ve got to understand \nWe must remain \nPerfect strangers \n \nI know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow \n \nA strand of silver hanging through the sky \nTouching more than you see \nThe voice of ages in your mind \nIs aching with the dead of the night \nPrecious life (your tears are lost in \nFalling rain) \n \nAnd if you hear me talking on the wind \nYou\'ve got to understand \nWe must remain \nPerfect strangers\n\n','Deep Purple' 211.0,'There\'s a tramp sittin\' on my doorstep \nTryin\' to waste his time \nWith his methylated sandwich \nHe\'s a walking clothesline \nAnd here comes the bishop\'s daughter \nOn the other side \nShe looks a trifle jealous \nShe\'s been an outcast all her life \n \nMe, I\'m waiting so patiently \nLying on the floor \nI\'m just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle \nBefore it rains anymore \n \nOh the gangster looks so fright\'ning \nWith his Luger in his hand \nWhen he gets home to his children \nHe\'s a family man \nBut when it comes to the nitty-gritty \nHe can shove in his knife \nYes he really looks quite religious \nHe\'s been an outlaw all his life \n \nMe, I\'m waiting so patiently \nLying on the floor \nI\'m just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle \nBefore it rains anymore \n \nMe, I\'m waiting so patiently \nLying on the floor \nI\'m just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle \nBefore it rains anymore \n \nOh the singer, he looks angry \nAt being thrown to the lions \nAnd the bass player, he looks nervous \nAbout the girls outside \nAnd the drummer, he\'s so shattered \nTrying to keep on time \nAnd the guitar players look damaged \nThey\'ve been outcasts all their lives \n \nMe, I\'m waiting so patiently \nLying on the floor \nI\'m just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle \nBefore it rains anymore \n \nOh, there\'s twenty-thousand grandmas \nWave their hankies in the air \nAll burning up their pensions \nAnd shouting, \"It\'s not fair!\" \nThere\'s a regiment of soldiers \nStanding looking on \nAnd the queen is bravely shouting, \n\"What the hell is going on?\" \n \nWith a blood-curdling \"tally-ho\" \nShe charged into the ranks \nAnd blessed all those grandmas who \nWith their dying breaths screamed, \"Thanks!\" \n \nMe, I\'m just waiting so patiently \nWith my woman on the floor \nWe\'re just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle \nBefore it rains anymore\n\n','Rolling Stones' 15.0,'If you find me tugging at your sleeve \nOh yeah well maybe you\'d better believe \nI\'m searching for the one to love \nThat\'s all I\'m thinking of \n \nI believe in taking chances \nGonna see what your romance is \nI\'ll be risking my life tonight \nFire, ice and dynamite \nIn the fire, ice and dynamite \nIf you see me running to extremes \nOh yeh well I\'m only chasing my dreams \nIf you see me coming close the door \nI\'m coming back for more \n \nI believe in taking chances \nGonna see what your romance is \nI\'ll be risking my life tonight \nFire, ice and dynamite \nIn the fire, ice and dynamite \nFire and ice..... And dynamite \n \nDon\'t you worry if it starts to rain \nStep aside if you can\'t stand the pain \nFrom the mountain top to the valley below \nOh yeh well I\'m fighting with the flow \nI maybe burning in the frozen sun \nCos I\'m gonna be number one \n \nI believe in taking chances \nGonna see what your romance is \nI\'ll be risking my life tonight \nFire, ice and dynamite \nFire, ice and dynamite \nFire, ice and dynamite \nFire, ice and dynamite \nCos I believe..... In taking chances\n\n','Deep Purple' 256.0,'The daylight fades and the stars comes out \nBut there\'s never much to talk about \nAnother day goes rushing by and here we are just wondering why \nWe have to belong with a sense of purpose \nThat\'s all we need, without them we\'re worthless \nAh, we\'ve come so far, hm, but then again \nAll we see is more of the same \nIt\'s getting crowded here we agree no doubt \nOh dear brother what\'s it all about? \n \nHey you over there why don\'t you throw down your spear? \nWe all need some help right now \nWhere are we going from here? \nThe way things are working out \nIt won\'t be too long before we have to move \nBetter start thinking about it \nWhile there\'s still time to choose \n \nEvery day of my life I discover \nSomeone murdering my sisters and brothers \nIn the name of some god or another \nWhat do you know \n \nFor the first precious few it\'s time to go \nWhat might have been we\'ll never know \nAll those bad ideas became the law \nOh yes, we\'ve forgotten what we\'re looking for \nAll of you angels it\'s time to gather your wings \nLeave it all behind you won\'t need any of those things \nWe\'re going on through the darkness hand in hand \nTo step into the future \nBefore time began \n \nAnd for those who remain with your chosen gods \nMay your prayers be answered.\n\n','Deep Purple' 146.0,'Day after day I\'m more confused \nYet I look for the light \nThrough the pourin\' rain \nYou know that\'s a game that I hate to lose \nAnd I\'m feeling the strain \nAin\'t it a shame \n \nOh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul \nI want to get lost in your rock and roll \nAnd drift away \n[repeat] \n \nBeginning to think that I\'m wasting time \nI don\'t understand the things I do \nThe world outside looks so unkind \nNow I\'m counting on you \nTo carry me through \n \nOh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul \nI want to get lost in your rock and roll \nAnd drift away \n[repeat] \n \nAnd when my mind is free \nYou know a melody can move me \nAnd when I\'m feeling blue \nThe guitar\'s coming through to soothe me \n \nThanks for the joy that you\'re given me \nI want you to know I believe in your song \nYour rhythm and rhyme and harmony \nYou\'ve helped me along \nMakin\' me strong \n \nOh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul \nI want to get lost in your rock and roll \nAnd drift away \n[repeat] \nNa, na, now won\'t ya \nWon\'t ya take, oh ha ..take me\n\n','Rolling Stones' 64.0,'Oh you\'re all looking up \nWith hearts of devotion \nThrough the dust and the heat lost to me \nIn a cloud of emotion \nI have no motivation \nTo keep this breathless pace \nI\'m more inclined to stay here \nIn this breathing space \n \nAnd the sun goes down \nAnd the moon comes up \n \nI never tried to walk the walk \nCause the steps are elusive \nThe membership is too costly \nAnd exclusive \nHey, the more I\'ve got \nThe more I stand to lose \nSo I\'m gonna unpack my bags \nAnd take off my shoes \n \nAnd the sun goes down \nAnd the moon comes up \n \nLet me tell you there\'s no point knocking \nAt the big oak door \nCan\'t you see that it\'s all full up \nThey can\'t take no more \nThe line\'s so long \nIt\'s almost Disney \nOoh? \nWon\'t somebody kiss me \n \nAnd the sun goes down \nAnd the moon comes up\n\n','Deep Purple' 186.0,'You whipped me, I\'m hurting \nAbused me for certain \nAnd slavery should not exist \nIs this what I get a poison kiss \n \nWithout you I\'m dead meat \nI\'m a raggedy dog dying in the street \nOf a God-forsaken shanty town \nWhere gangs of children are hunted down \n \nI go wild when you\'re in my face \nI go wild when I taste your taste \nI go wild and I go insane \nI get sick, somebody stop this pain \n \nYou left me, I\'m brain dead \nI\'m feeling nothing strapped to my bed \nOn life support, tubes in my nose \nTubes in my arms, shot full of holes \n \nI go wild when you\'re in my face \nI go wild when I taste your taste \nI go wild act like a goat \nAnd I get sick, lumps in my throat \n \nI go wild \nI go wild \nI go crazy, I go insane \nI get sick, somebody stop this pain \n \nAnd the doctors says you\'ll be okay \nAnd if you\'d only stay away \nFrom femme fatales and dirty bitches \nAnd daylight drabs and night time witches \nAnd working girls and blue stockings \nAnd dance hall babes and body poppers \nAnd waitresses with broken noses \nCheckout girls striking poses \nAnd politicians\' garish wives \nWith alcoholic cunts like knives \n \nI go wild \nI go wild \nI go wild \nI go wild \n \nI go wild when you\'re in my face \nI go wild in a state of grace \nI go wild when you treat me bad \nI go wild, raving mad \n \nI go wild for you \nI go wild for you \nI go wild \nI go wild \nI go wild \nI go wild\n\n','Rolling Stones' 311.0,'If you\'re driftin\' on an empty ocean \nWith no wind to fill your sail, \nThe future, your horizon, \nIt\'s like searchin\' for the Holy Grail. \nYou feel there\'s no tomorrow, \nAs you look into the water below. \nIt\'s only your reflection, \nAnd you still ain\'t got no place to go. \n \nTime will show, \nWhen, I don\'t know. \n \nSail away tomorrow, \nSailin\' far away. \nTo find it steal or borrow. \nI\'ll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-ye-yeah. \n \nOh woman I keep returnin, \nTo sing the same old song. \nThe story\'s been told, now I\'m gettin\' old. \nTell me, where do I belong? \nFeel like I\'m goin\' to surrender. \nHard times I\'ve had enough. \nIf I could find a place, to hide my face, \nI believe, I could get back up. \n \nTime will show, \nWhen, I don\'t know. \n \nSail away tomorrow, \nSailin\' far away. \nTo find it steal or borrow. \nBut I\'ll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah. \n \nSail away tomorrow, \nSailin\' far away. \nTo find it steal or borrow. \nBut I\'ll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah. \n \nSail away tomorrow, \nSailin\' far away. \nTo find it steal or borrow. \nBut I\'ll be there someday yeah yeah yeah yea-yea-yeah yeah yeah yeah.\n\n','Deep Purple' 254.0,'April is a cruel time \nEven though the sun may shine \nAnd world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away \nStill falls the April rain \nAnd the valley\'s filled with pain \nAnd you can\'t tell me quite why \nAs I look up to the gray sky \nWhere it should be blue \nGrey sky where I should see you \nAsk why, why it should be so \nI\'ll cry, say that I don\'t know \n \nBaby once in a while I\'ll forget and I\'ll smile \nBut then the feeling comes again of an April without end \nOf an April lonely as a girl \nIn the dark of my mind I can see all too fine \nBut there is nothing to be done when I just can\'t feel the sun \nAnd the springtime\'s the season of the night \n \nGrey sky where it should be blue \nGrey sky where I should see you \nAsk why, why it should be so \nI\'ll cry, say that I don\'t know \nI don\'t know\n\n','Deep Purple' 123.0,'Love comes at the speed of light \nLove comes at the speed of light \nLove comes in a strange disguise \nLove comes \n \nOpen the door and let the light pour over \nOpen the door don\'t you keep me out \nOpen the door and let the light pour over \nHear me shout \n \nOpen the door and let the light pour over \nOpen the door don\'t you keep me out \nOpen the door and let the light pour over \n \nLove comes at the speed of light \nLove comes \n \nIt\'s a pure as silver \nIt\'s as pure as gold \nIt\'s a rushing river \nLet it run all over me \n \nIt\'s as pure as silver \nIt\'s as pure as gold \nLet it run all over me \n \nLove comes \nLove comes at the speed of light \nLove comes at the speed of light\n\n','Rolling Stones' 315.0,'She was she was \nShe was all that she said she was \nShe was all that she said she was \nI couldn\'t want for more \nBut all I want is more \nI just want her more and more \nAnd more and more and more \nBut she\'s untouchable \n \nAnd I lay my head down \nI lay my head down \nAnd then she\'s lovable \n \nWho were you with last night? \nWho were you with last night? \nWere you thinking of me? \nAnd were you thinking of me? \nUnforgivable sin unforgivable sin \nUnforgivable \nYou\'re untouchable \n \nAnd I lay my head down \nI lay my head down \n \nShe coming my way \nShe coming my way \nI don\'t know what to say \nShe coming my way \nShe fading away \nShe fading away \nAnd I lay my head down \nI lay my head down\n\n','Deep Purple' 340.0,'If you don\'t like what you see \nIf you can do better than me \nWalk on \n \nIf the road before you winds \nObscuring all the signs \nWalk on \n \nYou mean more to me \nThan just a pretty face \nI won\'t hold you down \nYou need a little space \n \nIf you don\'t like what you see \nIf you can do better than me \nWalk on \n \nYou know I don\'t like to fight \nNo matter who\'s wrong or right \nWalk on\n\n','Deep Purple' 36.0,'You were good \nI was bad \nI just want everything you had \nGood loving is meant for two \nA bit for me and a bit for you \nAlright, oh yeah \nC\'mon and make my bed \nOh, baby, baby, I... C\'mon \nKneel and pray \nOh baby this is what I say \nYou did right, I did wrong \nLet me sing my simple song \nOh baby, oh please \nOh tremble on my knees \nYeah, yeah, I need you so \nCome in, come in, oh let us play with sin \nAlright, yeah \nKneel and pray \nOh baby this is what I say \nOh... \nLady, lady, lady \nYou better turn around \nLook at the ground \nTell me what you found \nAaah, oh yeah \nI wanna feel so good inside you \nAlright \nI can\'t hear you \nI can\'t see you \nI need you \nYou better turn around \nLook at the ground \nTell me what you found\n\n','Deep Purple' 25.0,'Called to Madonna \nTo give me a line \nShe said boy what have you done \nPassing your time with a holy man \nTalking about the moon and sun \nBut I can\'t tell the difference \nBetween the fool and wise \nShow me a river to follow \nAway from all these lies \n \nI\'ve been on my own so long \nWon\'t you lend me your hand \nI\'ve been picking up my bones too long \nWon\'t you understand \n \nCalled to the captain \nTo put me ashore \nFor it looked like no man\'s land \nIs this the way to follow \nI cried as I shook his hand \nHe told me had no answer \nHe didn\'t really hold the key \nI am a simple man \nWas all he said to me \n \nI\'ve been on my own so long \nWon\'t you lend me a hand \nI\'ve been out in the cold too long \nWon\'t you understand \nI\'ve been on the road so long \nWon\'t you lend me your hand \nI\'ve been out in the cold too long \nWon\'t you understand \n \nHeard my mother crying \nShe was calling out my name \nWhisper in the dark night \nSaying who\'s to blame \nThe hour glass keeps turning \nWith not enough sand to see \nI am a holy man \nSo don\'t you bother me \n \nI\'ve been on my own so long \nWon\'t you lend me your hand \nI\'ve been pickin\' up my bones too long \nWon\'t you understand \nI\'ve been on my own so long \nWon\'t you lend me your hand \nI\'ve been out in the cold too long \nWon\'t you understand?\n\n','Deep Purple' 165.0,'I love you, dirty fucker \nSister and a brother \nMoaning in the moonlight \nSinging for your supper \nCause I had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \n \nYou always seem to haunt me \nAlways try to haunt me \nServing out injunctions \nShouting out instructions \nBut I had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \n \nAnd I love you with a passion \nIn and out of fashion \nAlways got behind you \nWhen other tried to blind you \nBut I had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \n \nIt is such a sad thing \nTo watch a good love die \nI\'ve had it up to here babe \nI\'ve got to say goodbye \nCause I had it I had it I had it with you \nAnd I had it I had it I had it with you \n \nLoved you in the lean years \nLoved you in the fat ones \nYou\'re a mean mistreater \nYou\'re a dirty dirty rat scum \nI had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it I had it I had it with you \nI had it with you \nI had it with you \nI had it with you\n\n','Rolling Stones' 83.0,'As you poured out the drinks for me \nI felt your hooks sink right into me \nAnd I knew you were my destiny \nAnd I thought you\'d get the best of me \n \nOn the way down to Mexico \nAs I danced in your rodeo \nYou say poverty is picturesque \nAs you dragged your nails across my chest \n \nYou\'re so cold \nYou\'re so cruel \nI\'m your man \nNot your fool \n \nAre you already over me \nAre you already over me \nAre you already over me \nWhat a fool I\'ve been \n \nIn the first flush of ecstasy \nAs you lay naked next to me \nWhile our love put the dawn to flight \nI just ignore all those warning lights \n \nCause when you laugh \nI just cry \nWhen you left \nI just died \n \nAre you already over me \nAre you already over me \nAre you already sick me \nWhat a fool I\'ve been \n \nHard to hold on \nTo a love divine \nI\'m kneeling in a corner \nPraying to your shrine \n \nI\'ve been hurt \nSo confused \nI\'ve been burned \nI\'ve been bruised \n \nAre you already over me \nAre you already over me \nAre you already sick of me \nAre you already over me \nAre you already over me \nAre you already tired of me \nAre you already over me \nWhat a fool I\'ve been \nWhat a fool I\'ve been \nWhat a fool I\'ve been\n\n','Rolling Stones' 233.0,'Lookin\' tired babe, sittin\' there on the side \nYou\'re gettin\' tired babe, sittin\' there on the side \nAin\'t in the right place, to try and change the tide \nYou sit and read, but all you do is moan \nYou sit and read, but all you do is moan \nAin\'t no wonder, you\'re sittin\' there on your own \nYou\'re readin\' the cover of a pseudo paperback \nYou\'re readin\' the cover of a pseudo paperback \nDisplays about writers, Chaucer to Steinbeck \nYou\'re lookin\' tired babe, sittin\' there on the side \nYou\'re lookin\' tired babe, sittin\' there on the side \nIt\'s only yourself, you\'re takin\' for a ride \nYou say you won\'t change, but do you really care \nYou say you won\'t change, but do you really care \nYou can\'t do much just sittin\' there in your chair \nI said, hey babe, hey where you been all night? \nI said, hey babe, hey where you been all night? \nYour clothes all tangled, sure ain\'t talkin\' right \nYou\'re lookin\' tired babe, sittin\' there on the side \nYou\'re lookin\' tired babe, sittin\' there on the side \nYou ain\'t in the right place, to try and change the tide \n \n \n\n','Rolling Stones' 177.0,'High and dry well, I\'m up here with no warning \nHigh and dry well, I couldn\'t get a word in \nHigh and dry oh, what a way to go \nShe left me standing here just high and dry \n \nA minute I was up there standing by her side \nThe next I was down there, well, left out of the ride and \nHigh and dry oh, what a way to go \nShe left me standing here just high and dry \n \nAnythin\' I wished for I only had to ask her (yep) \nI think she found out it was money I was after \nHigh and dry oh, what a weird letdown \nShe left me standing here just high and dry \nAlright \n \nIt\'s lucky that I didn\'t have any love towards her \nNext time I\'ll make sure that the girl\'ll be much poorer \nHigh and dry oh, what a way to go \nShe left me standing here just high and dry \n \nHigh and dry well, I\'m up here with no warnin\' \nYep \nHigh and dry well, I couldn\'t get a word in \nHigh and dry oh, what a way to go \nShe left me standin\' here just high and dry \nWell, she left me standin\' here just high and dry \nWell, she left me standin\' here just high and dry\n\n','Rolling Stones' 329.0,'Got your finger on the trigger \nYour cold eyes taking aim \nYou took a shot at my heart \nLet the bullets fly \nTell me has one of them got my name? \n \nWhat about the heartache \nWhat about the emptiness inside \nIt doesn\'t just fade away \nTurning the knife \nHow much can I bleed \nThe cut runs deep \n \nI can\'t find no salvation \nCan\'t find no healing touch \nReaching out for mercy \nA stranger in your eyes \nI want you too much \n \nWhat about the heartache \nWhat about the emptiness inside \nIt doesn\'t just fade away \nTurning the knife \nHow much can I bleed \nThe cut runs deep\n\n','Deep Purple' 244.0,'Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl \nHer eyes were hazel and her nose was slightly curved \nWe spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel \nIt\'s on the ocean I guess you know it well \nIt took a starry night to steal my breath away \nDown on the waterfront her hair all drenched \nIn spray \n \nHannah baby was a honey of a girl \nHer eyes were hazel her teeth were slightly curved \nShe took my guitar and she began to play \nShe sang a song to me, stuck right in my brain \nYou\'re just a memory of a love that used to be \nYou\'re just a memory of a love that used to mean so \nMuch to me \n \nShe got a mind of her own and she use it well, yeah \nWell she\'s one of a kind \nGot a mind \nShe got a mind of her own, yeah, and she use it mighty fine \n \nShe drove a pick-up truck painted green and blue \nThe tires were wearing thin she done a mile or two \nAnd when I asked her where she headed for \n(Back up to Boston I\'m singing in a bar) \nI got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge \nMy nerves are shot already the road ain\'t all that smooth \n \nAcross in Texas is the rose of San Antone \nI keep on a feeling that gnawing in my bones \n \nYou\'re just a memory (just a memory) of a love that used to mean so \nMuch to me \n(just a memory) \nYou\'re just a memory of a love that used to mean so \nMuch to me \nYou\'re just a memory girl, you\'re just a sweet \nOld memory \nAnd it used to mean so much to me \n \nSha la laa la \nSha la laa la \nSha la laa la \nSha la laa la \n \nYou\'re just a memory of a love that used to mean so much to me \n \nShe got a mind of her own and she use it well \nMighty fine she\'s one of a kind \nShe got a mind of her own \nShe\'s one of a kind and she use it well \n \nOn the seventh day my eyes were all aglaze \nWe been ten thousand miles and been in fifteen states \nEvery woman seemed to fade out of my mind \nI hit the bottle and I hit the sack and cried \nWhat\'s all this laughter on the twenty-second floor? \nIt\'s just some friends of mine and they\'re busting \nDown the doors \n \nIt\'s been a lonely night at the Memory Motel \n \nYou\'re just a memory girl just a memory \nAnd it used to mean so much to me \nYou\'re just a memory girl you\'re just a memory \nAnd it used to mean so much to me \nYou\'re just a memory girl you\'re just a sweet old memory \nAnd it used to mean so much to me \nYou\'re just a memory of a love that used to mean so \nMuch to me \n \nShe\'s got a mind of her own and she use it well yeah \nWell she\'s one of a kind\n\n','Rolling Stones' 13.0,'After all we said today \nThe strangest thought occurred \nI feel I ought to tell you \nBut it\'s clearly quite absurd \n \nWouldn\'t it be wonderful \nIf you could read my mind \nImagine all the stuff \nThat we could leave behind \n \nHow many words you waste \nBefore you\'re understood \nOr simply sow some seeds \nYou\'d do it if you could \n \nLet me take a moment \nOf your time \nInside you mind \n \nI know what you\'re thinking \nBut I don\'t know what to say \nThe turmoil and the conflict \nYou don\'t have to feel that way \n \nLook into my eyes \nAnd feel my hand upon your heart \nHolding us together \nNot tearing us apart \n \nHow many words we waste \nTo justify a crime \nCompare it to an act of love \nThat really takes no time \n \nWhy not take a moment \nOf your time \nInside your mind\n\n','Deep Purple' 137.0,'Living high, sitting in the sun \nSit on your ass till your work is done \nYou lazy mother, your hands are clean \nYou pull the strings and you got the clout \nThere\'s something filthy living in your mouth \nPushing your buttons you get away free \n \nYou let somebody do the dirty work \nFind some loser, find some jerk \nFind some dumb ass do it all for free \nLet somebody do the dirty work \nFind some loser, find some jerk \nFind some greaseball, yeah \n \nIt\'s beginning to make me angry \nI\'m beginning to hate it \nYou\'re a user, you\'re a user \nI\'m gonna shake you \n \nLet somebody do the dirty work \nI never see no grease on you baby \nNever roll your sleeves up, do you, never baby \nLet somebody do the dirty work \nFind some fucker, find some jerk \nDo it all, do it all for free \n \nWhile you\'re out having all the fun \nThey\'ll take the blame when the trouble comes \nLet somebody do it, do it \n \nIt\'s beginning to make me angry \nI\'m beginning to hate you \nYou\'re a user, I hate you \nWhen you push you make me crazy \n \nLet somebody do it all for free \nLet somebody do the dirty work \nLet somebody do it all for free \nLet somebody do the dirty work \nLet somebody do the dirty work \nPushing it harder, pushing it harder\n\n','Rolling Stones' 181.0,'Hold on to your head \nHold on to your hat \nYou\'re screaming down the alley \nAnd never coming back \nGet out of my bod \nGet out of the sack \nDon\'t give me no lip \nDon\'t give me no crap \nNo way \n \nGet out the madhouse \nTear it all down \nGet out the madhouse \nBurn it to the ground \nGot to, got to get out \n \nGet out of my face \nGet out of my shack \nNow you\'ve had a fair share \nYou had a fair whack \nHold on to your butt \nHold on to your hat \nYou\'re heading out of here \nAnd never coming back \n \nGet out the madhouse \nTear it all down \nGet out the madhouse \nBurn it to the ground \nWe\'ll never make it \nDon\'t you fake it \nYou\'re getting loaded \nI\'m getting goaded \nGot to, got to get out \n \nHold on to your heart \nHold on to your hat \nDon\'t give me no shit \nDon\'t give me no crap \nHold on to your head \nDon\'t give me no rap \nI\'ve had it up to here \nWith your yakety-yak \n \nYou\'re getting loaded \nI\'m getting goaded \nWe\'ll never make it \nDon\'t fake it \nGet out the madhouse \nTear it all down \nGet out the madhouse \nBurn it to the ground \nGot to, got to get out \nGot to, got to get out \n \nCome on baby \nCome on baby \nBurn it all down \nI\'m over with ya baby \n \nI\'m over with ya baby \nGet up, get out\n\n','Rolling Stones' 47.0,'Cold beer and a strange cigarette \nGetting you high getting you wet \nFalling in love falling out of debt \nStraight gay black or white \nStrutting in the dark hiding in the light \nDoing it wrong doing it right just doing it \nYou got your life on the one hand \nMine in the other \nI got the right we all got the right \n \nOne man\'s meat is the other man\'s lousy luck \nOne man\'s meat is someone\'s empty well \nOne man\'s meat is some guy\'s aching butt \nOne man\'s meat is another man\'s living hell \n \nShort fat thick or thin \nTake it in the gut take it on the chin \nLiving in glory living in sin \nHard day\'s work going down slow \nRiding the road where the green grass grows \nWatching in die what d\'you know \nWatch it \nYou got your life on the one hand \nMine in the other \nI got the right \n \nOne man\'s meat is the other man\'s lousy luck \nOne man\'s meat is someone\'s empty well \nOne man\'s meat is some guy\'s aching butt \nOne man\'s meat is another man\'s living hell\n\n','Deep Purple' 149.0,'Feel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \n \nWhen I travel coast to coast \nYou\'re the hook up I miss the most \nIn the motel you\'re the ghost \nOther women don\'t come close \n \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \n \nFrom the first time such a crush \nSuch excitement, such a rush \nIn the kitchen, in the car \nIn the ditch, on the dirty floor \n \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \n \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \nFeel on baby \n \nWanderlust and love disease \nTaken over and strangled me \nCure my body, make me whole \nFeed my body, feed my soul \n \nFeel on baby \nGot to feel on \nGot to feel on \nFeel on, feel on \nGot to feel on \nGot to feel on \nGot to feel on \n \nGot to feel on \nGot to feel on \nFeel on baby \nBaby baby baby baby\n\n','Rolling Stones' 120.0,'(Ah, har har har har) \nShe looks so simple in her way \nDoes the same thing everyday \nBut she\'s dedicated \nTo having her own way \nShe\'s very complicated \n(Ah, har, har, har, har) \n \nYeah \n \nWomen seem to fill her mind \nAnd many men in so short time \nBut she\'s underrated \nShe treats me oh so kind \nShe\'s very complicated \n(Ha, har har har, har) \n \nYeah \n \nWe talk together and discuss \nWhat is really best for us \nShe\'s sophisticated \nMy head\'s fit to bust \nCause she\'s so complicated \nAh,. ha har har, har \n \nShe knows just how to please her man \nSofter than a baby lamb \nBut she\'s educated \nDoesn\'t give a damn \nShe\'s very complicated \n(Har, har har har, har) \nNa, na na na num \n \nShe looks so simple in her way \nDoes the same thing everyday \nBut she\'s dedicated \nTo having her own way \nShe\'s very complicated \n(Har, har har har, har...)\n\n','Rolling Stones' 347.0,'There\'s a black hill \nWe had a climb \nEverything I need but nothing\'s mine \nSatan\'s world, I\'ve had a kill \nWhy didn\'t Rosemary ever take the pill? \nLying there waiting, waiting for the kill \nOh man won\'t do it, but the devil will \n \nI\'m losing time and my mind \nWhy can\'t I ever have what\'s naturally mine? \nI got life and the things that go with it \nIf there\'s something else, where can i get it? \nLying there waiting, waiting for the kill \nOh man won\'t do it, but the devil will \n \nWell here\'s my views, I always lose \nThings I want to do are yesterday\'s news \nSay life\'s a ball, I\'ve had it all \nOut there in another dance hall \nLying there waiting, waiting for the kill \nOh man won\'t do it, but the devil will \n \nTake me as I am, an excuse for a man \nWherever I push someone stops my hand \nAs a matter of interest, tell me if you will \nWhy didn\'t Rosemary ever take the pill? \nLying there waiting, waiting for the kill \nOh man won\'t do it, but the devil will \n \nOh, why won\'t Rosemary ever take the pill?\n\n','Deep Purple' 44.0,'I got more than I asked for, \nThere ain\'t nothin\' I need. \nI took all till I had more, \nI\'m always takin\' the lead. \n \nOld man shakin\' dice down on the street, \nTry\'n to make a livin\' somehow \nBut I\'m really sure about gettin\' things sorted out \nAnd I\'m gettin\' ready right now. \n \nYou can\'t hold me, \nI have told you. \nMight just take your life, \nMight just take your life. \n \nI\'ve been called by many names \nAnd all of them are bad. \nI can take it all the same, \nIt\'s all I\'ve ever had. \n \nI\'ve got somethin\' that you can\'t get \nBut one thing you can see: \nGettin\' there ain\'t easy \nBut it sure was hard for me. \n \nYou can\'t hold me, \nI have told you. \nMight just take your life, \nMight just take your life. \n \nEvery time I take a look \nThere\'s someone close behind. \nThey never used to make a pass, \nThe things that crossed their minds. \n \nNow they tell me that it\'s all right \nAnd they want to be my friend. \nThey\'re ridin\' on my back. \nWhen is it goin\' to end? \n \nYou can\'t hold me, \nI have told you. \nMight just take your life, \nMight just take your life, \nMight just take your life. \n \nGot more than I asked for, \nGot more than I need. \nGot more than I asked for, \nGot more than I need. \nGot more than I asked for, \nGot more than I need.\n\n','Deep Purple' 4.0,'Oh the beggar on his cornerstone \nCatches pity in his wrinkled hand \nBut the lover whose bird has flown \nCatches nothing only grains of sand \n \nAll the children in the distant house \nThey have feelings only children know \nBut the lover whose bird has flown \nCatches nothing only flakes of snow \n \nThe sensation is not new to you \nIt\'s something we all have known \nYou get it - it goes right through you \nYes it\'s something we all have known \n \nAnd the bird it has flown \nTo a place on it\'s own \nSomewhere all alone \n \nNow the hermit in his lonely cave \nHas himself to keep him company \nBut the lover whose bird has flown \nHe has heartaches same as you and me \n \nThe sensation\'s not new to you \nIt\'s something we all have known \nYou get it - it goes right through you \nYes it\'s something we all have known \n \nAnd the bird it has flown \n \nNow the hermit in his lonely cave \nHas himself to keep him company \nBut the lover whose bird has flown \nHe has heartaches same as you and me \n \nOh it\'s started snowing\n\n','Deep Purple' 236.0,'Love is strong and you\'re so sweet \nYou make me hard, you make me weak \nLove is strong and you\'re so sweet \nAnd some day, babe we got to meet \n \nA glimpse of you was all it took \nA stranger\'s glance, it got me hooked \nAnd I followed you across the stars \nI looked for you in seedy bars \n \nWhat are you scared of, baby \nIt\'s more than just a dream \nI need some time \nWe make a beautiful team \nA beautiful team \n \nLove is strong and you\'re so sweet \nAnd some day, babe we got to meet \nJust anywhere out in the park \nOut on the street and in the dark \n \nI followed you through swirling seas \nDown darkened woods with silent trees \nYour love is strong and your so sweet \nYou make me hard you make me weak \n \nIt\'s more than just a dream \nI need some time \nWe make a beautiful team \nA beautiful team \n \nI wait for you until the dawn \nMy mind is ripped, my heart is torn \nAnd love is strong and your so sweet \nYour love is bitter and taken neat \n \nLove is strong and you\'re so sweet\n\n','Rolling Stones' 209.0,'If I could stick my hand in my heart \nAnd spill it all over the stage \nWould it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya \nWould you think the boy is strange? Ain\'t he strange? \n \nIf I could win ya, if I could sing ya \nA love song so divine \nWould it be enough for your cheating heart \nIf I broke down and cried? If I cried? \n \nI said I know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nI know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do \nOh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it \nI said can\'t you see that this old boy has been a lonely? \n \nIf I could stick a knife in my heart \nSuicide right on stage \nWould it be enough for your teenage lust \nWould it help to ease the pain? Ease your brain? \n \nIf I could dig down deep in my heart \nFeelings would flood on the page \nWould it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya \nWould ya think the boy\'s insane? He\'s insane \n \nI said I know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nI know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do \nOh, well, I like it, yeah, I like it, I like it \nI said can\'t you see that this old boy has been a lonely? \n \nAnd do ya think that you\'re the only girl around? \nI bet you think that you\'re the only woman in town \n \nI said, I know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nI said, I know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nI know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nI know it\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do \nOh, well, I like it, I like it. I like it. I like it. I like it. I like it. \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nIt\'s only rock \'n roll but I like it \nI like it. \nI like it. \nI like it. \nOh yeah I like it \nI like it\n\n','Rolling Stones' 228.0,'I am the little red rooster \nToo lazy to crow for day \nI am the little red rooster \nToo lazy to crow for day \n \nKeep everything in the farm yard upset in every way \n \nThe dogs begin to bark and hounds begin to howl \nDogs begin to bark and hounds begin to howl \nWatch out strange cat people \nLittle red rooster\'s on the prowl \n \nIf you see my little red rooster \nPlease drive him home \nIf you see my little red rooster \nPlease drive him home \nAin\'t had no peace in the farm yard \nSince my little red rooster\'s been gone\n\n','Rolling Stones' 257.0,'Gotta black breast Chinese eyes \nGot an English brain that\'s gonna make me wise \nGot a long story that I wanna tell \nTo a rhythm that I know so well \nReally got a lot of lovin\' that I wanna give \nBaby I\'m a mystery but you know I gotta live \nI tried another but she didn\'t want to know \n \nTake a hold now if you can \nTake a lesson from a hard lovin\' man \nI\'m a long way from where I wanna go \nGuess I\'ll stay awhile I really love you so \nHow\'s about another sip of all the wine you got \nTake a tip from me and give it here I\'ll drink the lot \nI\'m not a winey, I\'m a puttin\' on a show \n \nYou really really grab me but I\'ve gotta move \nBefore they know I\'m here and spread the news \nMaybe in while when I\'ve moved around \nI can find a way to pay you back your twenty pounds \nReally got a lot of lovin\' that I wanna give \nBaby I\'m a mystery but you know I gotta live \nI tried another but she didn\'t want to know\n\n','Deep Purple' 232.0,'Now look what you\'ve done \nNow look what you\'ve done \nLook what you\'ve done baby \nNow look what you\'ve done \nYou left me here \nThe lonely one \nAnd all I can say \nIs look what you\'ve done \n \nA broken heart \nA worried mind \nBecause of you baby \nDying all the time \nI once had a dream \nBut now I\'ve none \nYour taking your love \nAnd see what it done \n \nI saw you last night \nOut moving round \nWith your new turf \nYou paint the town \nThat is OK \nYou\'re having your fun \nBecause some day \nThey call you done \n \nAnd now your bird cries \nThe shadow falls \nGloomy memories \nAnd I recall \nYour love is my life \nAs warm as the sun \nBut now it is gone \nAnd see what it done\n\n','Rolling Stones' 261.0,'I don\'t have a problem \nI\'m not seeking her advice \nI\'m saving that for later \nYeh, it\'s something awful nice \nI had a shaky feeling \nWhen she floated into sight \nI imagine we\'ll be doing it tonight \n \nI\'m ragged round the edges \nAll these people in the room \nThere\'s magic in the air \nI\'m guessing she can feel it too \nProspective recreation \nHelps me keep her in my sight \nI imagine we\'ll be doing it tonight \n \nThat\'s why everybody\'s sitting around \nWe can\'t think of nothing better to do \nThere\'s no empty bottle \nThey\'re all half full \nSo we end up spinning a shoe \n \nWe keep on going \'til poor old Lenny\'s \nGot drool hanging off of his chin \nHe can\'t stop winning \nWhen the shoe stops spinning \nBut he doesn\'t know where to begin \n \nShe wasn\'t in the running \nShe was never in the game \nI could see her in the distance \nBut I could not lay my claim \nLet me tell you \'bout this cherry \nI never got a single bite \nTherefore I imagine we\'ll be doing it \nTonight\n\n','Deep Purple' 204.0,'We\'ve got trouble, that\'s for sure \nWe got millions unemployed \nSome kids can\'t write \nSome kids can\'t read \nSome kids are hungry \nSome overeat \n \nOur TV leader boldly speaks \nThe words of Christ he tries to preach \nWe need more power to hold the line \nThe strength of darkness still abides \n \nMust be hell living in the world \nLiving in the world like you \nMust be hell living in the world \nSuffering in the world like you \n \nKeep in a straight line, stay in tune \nNo need to worry, only fools \nEnd up in prison of conscience cells \nOr in asylums they help to build \n \nMust be hell living in the world \nSuffering in the world like you you you you \nMust be hell living in the world \nSuffering in the world like you \nMust be hell \nSuffering in the world like you \n \nWe\'re free to worship, we\'re free to speak \nWe\'re free to kill, that\'s guaranteed \nWe got our problems, that\'s for sure \nClean up the backyard, don\'t lock the door \n \nMust be hell living in the world \nSuffering in the world like you \nMust be hell living in the world \nSuffering in the world like you \n \nI say we we are heaven bound \nI say we we are heaven bound \nI say we we are heaven bound \n \nI say we we are heaven bound \nI say we we are heaven bound\n\n','Rolling Stones' 227.0,'I got the lumps in my throat \nWhen I saw her coming down the aisle \nI gets the wiggles in my knees \nWhen she looked at me and sweetly smiled \n \nThere she is again standing over by the record machine \nOooh, she\'s looking like a model on the cover of a magazine \nWhy she\'s too cute to be a minute over seventeen \n \nMeanwhile, I was thinking \nShe\'s in the mood \nNo need to break it \nI got the chance \nI oughtta take it \nShe can dance \nWe can make it \nCome on Queenie \nLet\'s shake it \n \nGo, go, go, Little Queenie \nGo, go, go, Little Queenie \nGo, go, go, Little Queenie \n \nWon\'t ya tell me who the queen\'s \nStanding over by the record machine \nWhy she\'s looking like a model \nOn the cover of a magazine \nYeah she\'s too cute to be a minute over seventeen \n \nMeanwhile, I was still thinkin\' \nIf it\'s a slow song, we\'ll omit it \nIf it\'s a rocker, that\'ll get it \nIf it\'s good, she\'ll admit it \nCome on Queenie, lets get with it \n \nGo, go, go, Little Queenie \nGo, go, go, Little Queenie \nGo, go, go, Little Queenie\n\n','Rolling Stones' 10.0,'You know I\'m not your lover now \nIt might as well be said \nAnd then you say you\'re leaving \nOr maybe I\'m just hanging on a thread \nWhen I gave you everything \nIt didn\'t seem that much \nYou gave me your opinion \nWith the usual heavy handed touch \n \nWhat can I do \nAbout the rain that falls on you \nI\'m not your lover now \nI\'m not your lover now \n \nWhat can I do \nAbout the rain that falls on you \nI\'m not your lover now \nI\'m not your lover now \n \nMy head is spinning endlessly \nMy sense won\'t react \nThen I\'m falling through a black hole \nPart of me is never coming back \n \nHow you can lose a thing \nYou never really had \nAnd you always hurt the one you love \nAnd you just love to hurt me bad \n \nWhat can I do \nAbout the rain that falls on you \nI\'m not your lover now \nI\'m not your lover now \n \nWhat can I do \nAbout the sky that falls on you \nI\'m not your lover \n \nYou really must be going now \nBy god, is that the time? \nLet me put you out of my misery \nThey call it being cruel to be kind \nI only insult my friends my friend \nThe rest can go to hell \nYou can read it anyway you want \nOh well, you\'re not so bad yourself \n \nWhat can I do \nAbout the rain that falls on you \nI\'m not your lover now \nI\'m not your lover now\n\n','Deep Purple' 217.0,'Well, we all need someone we can lean on \nAnd if you want it, you can lean on me \nYeah, we all need someone we can lean on \nAnd if you want it, you can lean on me \n \nShe said, \"My breasts, they will always be open \nBaby, you can rest your weary head right on me \nAnd there will always be a space in my parking lot \nWhen you need a little coke and sympathy\" \n \nYeah, we all need someone we can dream on \nAnd if you want it, baby, well you can dream on me \nYeah, we all need someone we can cream on \nAnd if you want to, well you can cream on me \n \nI was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement \nWhen you drunk my health in scented jasmine tea \nBut you knifed me in my dirty filthy basement \nWith that jaded, faded, junky nurse \nOh what pleasant company \n \nWe all need someone we can feed on \nAnd if you want it, well you can feed on me \nTake my arm, take my leg, oh baby don\'t you take my head \n \nYeah, we all need someone we can bleed on \nYeah, and if you want it, baby, well you can bleed on me \nYeah, we all need someone we can bleed on \nYeah, yeah, and if you want it, baby, why don\'cha bleed on me \nAll over \n \nAhh, get it on rider, get it on rider , get it on rider \nYou can bleed all over me \nGet it on rider , get it on rider, get it on rider \nYou can cum all over me\n\n','Rolling Stones' 310.0,'Going to Rosa\'s Cantina \nGoing to Rosa\'s Cantina \nHoping that she\'s still there \nGoing to Rosa\'s Cantina \n \nMight have been \nThe dust in my eyes \nThe dust in my eyes \n \nCould have been the neon cactus \nLighting up the desert sky \nMust have been \nThe dust in my eyes \n \nSome would call it suicide \nSome would call it suicide \nI would call it paradise \nSome would call it suicide \n \nDancing on the table \nDancing on the table \nDancing on the table \nWhen she\'s \nDrunker than she\'s able \nDancing on the table \n \nSome would call it suicide \nI would call it paradise \nSome would call it suicide \nSome would call it hell on earth \n \nIs she right is she wrong \nWill she sing another song \nWicked as it seems \nRight now \n \nRosa wants her baby back \nRosa wants her baby back \nSince he\'s gone she\'s losing track \nRosa wants her baby back \n \nCareful with that cadillac \nCareful with that cadillac \nCareful with that cadillac\n\n','Deep Purple' 205.0,'She\'s sweet and tender, but I remember \nThe girl I once knew, made me feel so blue \nShe loves me madly, I treat her badly \n\'Cause girl, it should be you, it should be you \nIt should be you, it should be you... \nI went all wrong, when you were gone \nIt seems ashame, but I\'m to blame \nShe loves me madly, I treat her badly \n\'Cause girl, it should be you, it should be you \nIt should be you, it should be you... \nWhat can I do to win her back \nShe kisses me but it\'s not the same \nI\'m broken hearted, since we parted \nI wanna pick up, from where we started \nShe loves me madly, I treat her badly \n\'Cause girl, it should be you, it should be you \nIt should be you, it should be you... \n\n','Rolling Stones' 51.0,'I see a red door and I want it painted black, \nNo colors anymore I want them to turn black. \nI see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, \nI have to turn my head until my darkness goes. \n \nI see a line of cars and they\'re all painted black, \nWith flowers and my love, both never to come back. \nI see people turn their heads and quickly look away, \nLike a new born baby it just happens ev\'ry day. \n \nI look inside myself and see my heart is black, \nI see my red door and I want it painted black. \n \nMaybe then I\'ll fade away and not have to face the facts, \nIt\'s not easy facing up when your whole world is black. \n \nNo more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue, \nI could not forsee this thing happening to you. \n \nIf I look hard enough into the setting sun, \nMy love will laugh with me before the morning comes. \n \nI see a red door and I want it painted black, \nNo colors anymore I want them to turn black. \n \nI see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes, \nI have to turn my head until my darkness goes. \n \nI want to see your face painted black, black as night. \nDon\'t want to see the sun flyin\' high in the sky. \nI want to see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, yeah!\n\n','Deep Purple' 125.0,'As I was driving home along the boulevard late one night \nI saw a guy in the corner, bumming all alone \nAs I passed him by, I heard him holler out: \"Hey!\" \nI slowed down to see what he said, he said: \n \n\"Eh! By any chance, are you goin\' my way?\" \nI said: \"sure baby, hop on in and give me a cigarette\" \nThen he reached out in his pocket \nAnd that was the moment I regret \n \nWell now boy \"Reach for the sky!\" \nBecause I don\'t understand, sir \n\"Don\'t you try no monkey business, I got a stopper in my hand!\" \n \nAn\' then he said: \"You see this rock I got in my hand? \nThis is a 38 pistol built on a 45 frame \nIt shoots tombstone bullets an\' a ball and chain!\" \nHe said: \"I ain\'t tryin\' to shake you up, but I just want you to know \n \nIf the cops start to crowding me in \nYou\'re gonna be the first to go! \nYou just drive on just like there ain\'t nothin\' happenin\'\" \nThat\'s what he told me, he wouldn\'t even let me look back at nothin\' \n \nAnd he said: \"when you get to that red light \nI want you to jump back your left and then switch back your right\" \nHe said: \"Now, I want you to park up in that alley \nAh ah, not that alley, that one over there \n \nAnd cool it behind that liquor store \nAnd keep a sharp lookout at all times \nWhile I sneak in that back door\" \nThat\'s what he told me \n \nHe said:\"keep your foot on the gas \nAnd always be on guard \n\'Cause when I come runnin\' out the liquor store with all that money \nHe wanted me to mash on it real hard \n \nHe said: \"Now don\'t you come out of there an\' try me a double-crossed \nBecause it\'s murder when the heats on!\" \n \nWell now boy \"Reach for the sky!\" \nYeah but I don\'t understand, sir \n\"Don\'t you try no monkey business, I got a stopper in my hand!\" \n \nOohh, while I was sittin\' there just tremblin\' \nA spotlight hit me dead in the face \nAn\' a cop pulled up behind me and said: \n\"Move up a bit man, for we want to take your place!\" \n \nAn\' then this guy come runnin\' out of the store with the money in his hand \nAnd said \"Oh there you are!\" \nHe made a mistake in the dark and ran and leaped in the police car! \nWhen they put the handcuffs on him \n \nI said: \"Child, your crime must have outgrew him!\" \nAn\' then they said: \"Yeh, we gonna put him so far back in jail this time \n \nThat they\'re gonna have to pump air into him!\" \nWell now boy \"reach for the sky\" \nYeah but I said, I don\'t understand sir \nDon\'t you try no monkey business, I got a stopper in my hand\n\n','Rolling Stones' 322.0,'While you were out \nThe message says \nYou left a number \nAnd I tried to call \nBut they wrote it down \nIn a perfect Spanish scrawl \nIn a perfect Spanish scrawl \n \nYet again \nI\'m missing you \nKing size bed \n(in a) hotel someplace \nI hear your name \nI see your face \nI see your face \n \n(The) back street dolls \nAnd the side door johnnies \nThe wide eyed boys with their bags full of \nMoney \nBack in the alley \nGoing bang to the wall \nTied to the tail \nOf a midnight crawl \nHeaven wouldn\'t be \nSo high I know \nIf the times gone by \nHadn\'t been so low \nThe best laid plans \nCome apart at the seams \nAnd shatter all my dreams \n \nSometimes I feel like \nScreaming \nClose my eyes \nIt\'s times like this \nMy head goes down \nAnd the only thing I know \nIs the name of this town \nIs the name of this town \n \nYet again \nI\'m missing you \nWon\'t be long \nO\' coming home \nUntil that distant time \nI\'ll be moving on \nI\'ll be moving on\n\n','Deep Purple' 65.0,'Ba, ba, ba etc \nWho wants the worry, the hurry of city life. \nMoney, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life. \n \nSweet wine, hay making, \nSunshine day breaking. \nWe can wait till tomorrow. \nCar speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling. \nWe can bide time. \n \nBa, ba, ba etcwho wants the worry, the hurry of city life. \n \nMoney, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life. \n \nSweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking. \nWe can wait till tomorrow. \n \nCar speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling. \nWe can bide time. \nBa, ba, ba etc\n\n','Deep Purple' 312.0,'(coverdale) \nIf I could see before my time ends \nThe smile you gave me before the pain \nI could accept the world of darkness \nNever see the sun again... \nNever ever gonna leave ya, \nSo dry your eyes and smile again \nSay the words I need to hear... \nSay you love me, say you love me \nSay that you need me, \nI can\'t take it anymore... \nBut I know I must be strong, \nTo keep belive in right or wrong... \nI\'ve got time but I can\'t wait too long \nWanna get you home where you belong... \nSay you love me, say you love me \nI can\'t take it anymore... \nSay you love me, baby, baby, baby \nSay you love me... \nSay that you need me, I can\'t take it anymore... \nSay you love me, say you love me \nI can\'t take it, I can\'t take it anymore... \nSay you love me, oh baby \nSay you love me... \nSay that you need me, I can\'t take it anymore... \nI can\'t take it anymore... \n\n','Deep Purple' 60.0,'Comin\' out of nowhere \nDrivin\' like rain \nStormbringer dance \nOn the thunder again \n \nDark cloud gathering \nBreaking the day \nNo point running \n\'Cause it\'s coming your way \n \nRide the rainbow \nCrack the sky \nStormbringer coming \nTime to die \n \nGot to keep running \nStormbringer coming \nHe\'s got nothing you need \nHe\'s gonna make you bleed \n \nRainbow shaker \nOn a stallion twister \nBareback rider \nOn the eye of the sky \n \nStormbringer coming down \nMeaning to stay \nThunder and lightning \nHeading your way \n \nRide the rainbow \nCrack the sky \nStormbringer coming \nTime to die \n \nGot to keep running \nStormbringer coming \nHe\'s got nothing you need \nHe\'s gonna make you bleed \n \nComing out of nowhere \nDrivin\' like a-rain \nStormbringer dance \nOn the thunder again \n \nDark cloud gathering \nBreaking the day \nNo point running \n\'Cause it\'s coming your way\n\n','Deep Purple' 81.0,'I was twenty one naive \nNot cynical, I try to please \nHer wit, her speech, her repartee \nImpressed me almost instantly \n \nShe went all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way, all the way \n \nShe showed me love a hundred ways \nHow she pimped and how she paid \nAll the daughters, all the sons \nAll were welcome, all would come \n \nWe went all the way \nAll the way down \nWe went all the way, all the way \n \nI was King, Mr. Cool \nJust a snobby little fool \n(Like kids are now.) \nI dreamed of reaching greater heights \nI raved about it every night \nTalk is cheap \n \nShe went all the way, all the way \nAll the way down, yeah \nShe went all the way \nAll the way all the way \nAll the way, all the way down \n \nShe\'s there when I close my eyes \nThere when I close my eyes \nShe\'s there when I close my eyes \nThere when I close my eyes \n \nHow the years they rush on by \nBirthdays, kids and suicides \nStill I play the fool and strut \nStill you\'re a slut \n \nHey girl, she went all the way \nAll the way, all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way \nAll the way, all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way \nAll the way, all the way \nAll the way down \n \nYou give me back that time right now \nI can see it if I close my eyes \nWas every minute just a waste? \nWas every hour a foolish chase? \nI don\'t believe it \n \nShe went all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way \nAll the way all the way \nAll the way down \nShe went all the way \nAll the way all the way \nAll the way down\n\n','Rolling Stones' 66.0,'Talking real world, all that pain \nTry to fix it still comes out the same \nGet down to Rosie\'s \nWon\'t you pull that plug \nLast week someone made a mess of that rug \n \nTalking big house way up town \nOne day, one day \nI\'ll put the money down \nAll that baby talk, it\'s for the birds \nLet\'s make some honey \nHoney in so many words \n \nOh no \nDon\'t want a serious conversation \nI just want to get you serious \nSerious \nI want to talk about love \n \nYou talk about the weather \nRain or snow \nTalking cold wind \nThe way it\'s going to blow \nTalking good times night and day \nTalk talk a stronger man \nCould lose his way \n \nAphrodite now there\'s a girl \nGood good loving \nShe spreads around the world \nForget your dancing all that boogaloo \nDrag that purse over here \nI got to talk to you\n\n','Deep Purple' 21.0,'She walked into the room \nHer hand upon her hip \nSaid \'look out boy \nI\'ll make your backbone slip\' \nShe looked straight at me \nThe devil in her eye \nI knew what I was getting but took it by surprise \nNo fooling, she really knocked the stuffing out of me \nSome woman \nA hard lovin\' woman \nShe chewed me up and spat me out \n \nSome woman \nShe\'s a hard lovin\' woman \nSome woman \nA hard lovin\' woman \n \nShe didn\'t wear nothing \nBut a smile upon her face \nLicking her lips but I had the taste \nHer temperature was rising \nI was coming to the boil \nHer fires were burning \nShe was pouring on the oil \nI do not jest, she really took me to the cleaners \nSome woman \nA hard lovin\' woman \nIt felt just great when she pulled her 38s \n \nSome woman \nShe\'s a hard lovin\' woman \nSome woman \nA hard lovin\' woman \n \nIt started with a smile \nIt turned into a laugh \nIt ended with a scream \nI said \'enough\'s enough\' \nNever heard a word \nShe wouldn\'t let go \nA man\'s a man and every woman ought to know \nAnd there I was \nAnd she was dancing \nSome woman \nHere we go again \n \nSome woman \nShe\'s a hard lovin\' woman \nSome woman \nA hard lovin\' woman\n\n','Deep Purple' 2.0,'I read in the news \nThat the average man \nIs uplifted five times a day \nI\'m confused \nI have to confess \nMy feelings never goes away \nI know it\'s right \nThey asked the average man \nIn a survey across the nation \nI can\'t understand the average man \nKeeps losing his concentration \n \nOh you gotta use it \nOh you gonna lose it \n \nI\'m just begun \nWhen you\'re all done \nI see you running down the road \nCan\'t hear a thing \nMy mind is blasted \nAnd my head is about to explode \nFeeling the pain \nJust more of the same \nAs we rolling through the night \nGoing so fast \nWe\'re sure to hit the next town \nBefore the last one\'s out of sight \n \nOh you gotta use it \nOh you gonna lose it \n \nBack to back \nOne on one \nShake it up \nMove it on \nBack to back \nOne on one \nTurn it up \nHold it down\n\n','Deep Purple' 316.0,'Well I\'m standing here on moving station \nAll the world is traveling by \nTo strange outlandish destinations \nThere they go, I wonder why \n \nI may be crazy \nBut I\'m no stupid \nI get along \nI use my silver tongue \n \nYou know I can dream in any language \nFlying on my magic bed \nAnd I don\'t need to work my passage \nAll I do is use my head \n \nI may be crazy \nBut I\'m no stupid \nSometimes I ramble \nThen I\'m Lucid \nI might seem lazy \nBut I\'m hurting no-one \nI get along \nI use my silver tongue \n \nI know exactly what you\'re thinking \nBut you don\'t know what\'s in my mind \nYou went too fast and now your sinking \nBecause you forgot to read the signs\n\n','Deep Purple'