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‘Cause it makes me feel like I’m a man, When I put a spike into my vein, And I tell you things aren’t quite the same
City of doom, oh I loved you once but I gotta go
Being on stage is like making love to thousands of people, but then I go home alone
Psychic spies in china
You can’t hold down the coattails of a whirlwind
Hope not hate
Christmas to me is the remnant of an evaporating culture to which I once belonged
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
I’m just calling to say, so long
