How well can you express yourself entirely in
cultural icons?
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Another One Bites The Dust Lyrics
Words and music by John Deacon

Oh! Let's go!
Steve walks warily down the street
With his brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go

Are you ready hey are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat yeah

Sphere wrote:

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Sphere wrote:

Secret Journey
Words and music by Sting

Upon a secret journey
I met a holy man
His blindness was his wisdom
I'm such a lonely man

And as the world was turning
It rolled itself in pain
This does not seem to touch you
He pointed to the rain

You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
And when you've made your secret journey
You will find the love you miss

Sphere wrote:

scorpion embers
trace past the empty stone wall
wispy on the tail of tiger steel

recant
and let the ancients fall
tribal songs ejaculate this quiet, pastel night
and fifteen songs ago,
i was still alone

let it fall
and taste the razor clitoris
turns
and flees

at dawn: autonomic dreams
distract the threads of self-delusion
sheets ripple serpentine
to dawn's end game

Richard Cory

They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,
With political connections to spread his wealth around.
Born into society, a banker's only child,
He had everything a man could want: power, grace, and style.

But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I'm living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.

The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!
Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got.

Bill Snyder wrote:

galathaea wrote:

the playlist of my mp3 mix cd
"exterminating angel 3.11 for workgroups"
third in the series

"with 37 percent less different whine"

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1. seersTower
sufjanStevens
3:53.690994262695

2. terribleAngels
cocoRosie
4:10.462005615234

3. deathToEveryone
willOldham
4:31.3330078125