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Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today to give you Datarock
Electric word Datarock
It means information and rock and roll
But we're here to tell you
There's something else
The world wide web
A world of never-ending happiness
You can always see the sun
Day or night
Everybody knows times they are all changing
Even Datarock ch-change to give you the blog
We know this blog is long awaited
Just couldn't be done on C64s
Communication's direct
The lingo's abbreviated
We'll pour our souls out open source
Jon Pareles said our mind is fully the present
And so the peak of pop evolution presents The Blog
Hey information highway
We'll be online till the break of day
Hey computer age
You don't need a house if you've got a home page
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she shut you down like an animal
give it up
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
wanna live your life like a romeo
hush dont you cry
live and let die
spread out of your wings and fly
try to keep your feets on the patio
give it up
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
wanna show perrineau your mercutio
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
hush dont you cry
live and let die
spread out of your wings and fly
cos the strong shall thrive
while the weak will all perish
only those fit survive
you gotta live by the game
you gotta live by the rules
you gotta know your means and your moves
you gotta keep up your guard
you gotta hit quick and hard
you gotta know when to hold or fold your cards
we'll hook you up with an enema
give it up
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
and dont stop till get enough
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Born under punchs, cross eyed and painless
Slippery people, I'm not In Love
Houses In Motion, a Road To Nowhere
Once In A Lifetime, I'm Not In Love
Don't Worry About The Government
The Democratic Circus
Cause Mommy Daddy You and I
Are Burning Down The House
Heeey! Heeeey! Heeeey! Heeey!
Psycho Killer, radiohead
Television Man, I'm Not In Love
Puzzling Evidence, Seen and Not Seen
This Must Be The Place
I'm Not In Love
Don't Worry 'Bout The Government
The Democratic Circus
Cause Mommy Daddy You and I
Are Burning Down The House
I Get wild, Wild Gravity
Wild Wild Life, The Big Country
Don't Worry 'Bout The Government
The Democratic Circus
Cause Mommy Daddy You and I
Are Burning Down The House
I Get Wild, Wild Gravity
Wild Wild Life, The Big Country
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Dance
You gotta dance
Dance
You gotta dance
Dance
You gotta dance
As long as the music plays
Dance
Don't even think why
You gotta dance
Start to think
Your feet stops
Dance
Your feet stop
We get stuck
You gotta Dance
We get stuck
You're stuck
Dance
So don't pay any mind
You gotta dance
No matter how dumb
You gotta keep the step
You gotta limber up
You got to loosen what you got bolted down
You gotta use all you got
Dance
We know you're tired
You gotta dance
Tired and scared
Dance
Happens to everyone, OK
You gotta dance
Just don't let your feet stop
As long as the music plays
Dancing is everything
Dance in tip top form
Dance so it all keeps spinning
Dance
If you do that
You gotta dance
We might be able to do something for you
Dance
You gotta dance
You gotta dance
As long as the music plays
Dancing is everything
Dance in tip top form
Dance so it all keeps spinning
You got to...
You got to...
Dance
You got to dance
You got to dance
You got to dance
You got to dance
You got to
You got to
You got to
As long as the music plays
You gotta dance
As long as the music plays
Dancing is everything
Dance in tip top form
Dance so it all keeps spinning
Dancing is everything
Dance in tip top form
Dance so it all keeps spinning
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Molly Ringwald
You're Pretty In Pink
Molly Ringwald
I know what you think
That I'll forget you
The girl of my dreams
That I'll neglect you
It's rude and obscene
So don't leave me
You're breaking my heart
And believe me
I'm falling apart
Molly Ringwald
Molly Ringwald
I know what you think
That I'll forget you
The girl of my dreams
That I'll neglect you,
Its rude and obscene
So don't leave me
You're breaking my heart
And believe me
I'm falling apart
Don't Deceive Me
Relieve Me
Say it's OK
Say it's alright
In Pretty in Pink
In 16 candles
In Breakfast Club
You were there for me
And I'll always be there for you
So don't leave me
You're breaking my heart
And believe me
I'm falling apart
Don't Deceive Me
Relieve Me
Say it's OK
Say it's alright
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What you told me I knew it knew it
What you told me
I'll do it do it
What you gave me
I took it away
And I'll do what you say
Do it your way
What you told me
I knew it knew it
What you said
I wont do it
Wont do it
What You Gave me
I through it away
I wont do what you say
Do it your way
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I'm afraid to die
I think about it all the time
It won't go away
It haunts me
I can't get it off my mind
What can I do?
It's just there
That's why I was so quick to notice
Mr. Grey add in the tabloid I was reading aloud
The headline hit home
Fear Of Death, it said
You're disappointed, I can tell
At some level, everyone fears death
I fear it right up front
I don't know how or why it happens
But I can't be the only one…
No I don't wanna leave you
And I don't wanna deceive you
I am all yours
And I never I never intended
For it all to be ended
I appalled, stalled and offended
Now I'm all yours
And forever and ever and ever
And forever and evermore
I do wanna die first
But that doesn't mean I'm not afraid
I'm terribly afraid
I'm afraid all the time
What if death is nothing but sound
Electrical noise, niform, white
Sometimes it sweeps over me
Sometimes it insinuates itself into my mind little by little
I try not to talk to it
Not now, Death...
No I don't wanna leave you
And I don't wanna deceive you
I am all yours
And I never I never intendedFor it all to be ended
I appalled, stalled and offended
Now I'm all yours
And forever and ever and ever
And forever and ever and ever
And forever and ever and ever
And forever and evermore
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I wanna hold your hands tonight
I wanna walk you home from school
I wanna take you on a date
I wanna treat you like a fool
Now don't you worry about me
New romantic
I wouldn't worry 'less she'll agree
I wanna hold you in my arms
I wanna squeeze you good and tight
I wanna fly you to the moon
I want to dance with you all night
Now don't you worry about me
New romantic
My good intention, you'll see, is authentic
Caus I know loving ain't easy
Although it's easy on the eyes
Both when appalling and pleasing
Love is alright
Take me on, Amarillion
Take on me, Amarillion
I wanna hold your hands tonight
(Must have been something she said)
I wanna walk you home from school
(Ch-ch-changes)
I wanna take you on a date
(Cut away thoughts with the one armed scissor)
I want to treat you like a fool
(He's gonna treat her mean and cool)
Now don't you worry about me
New romantic
My good intention, you'll see, is authentic.
Caus I know loving ain't easy
Although it's easy on the eyes
Both when appalling and pleasing
Love is alright
Take me on, Amarillion
Take on me, Amarillion
Take me out, Amarillion
Take me in, Amarillion
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I'm a North Korean
I'm a South American
I'm a European
I am a Samaritan
I am a Believer
Praying for a Better World
I am an Achiever
I'm a Boy and I'm a Girl
I am a Pretender
At one with my Avatar
Real Sweat 'n Tender
I'm a South Korean
I'm a North American
I am a Norwegian
I am a Civilian
I am a Believer
Praying for a Better World
I am an Achiever
I'm a Boy and I'm a Girl
I am a Pretender
At one with my Avatar
Real Sweat n' Tender
Know what you're looking for?
Blond, Tall 'n Slender
Adventure's my Center Core
Never Surrender
Replied my Email
"Aint no Such Zone"
She'd Written 'pon It
Address Unknown
Return to Sender
Put in Her Hand
It's Second Life and
I'll Understand
I'm The Pretender
Virtually Giving Into My Feeling and Never Giving Up
I'm a Son Zion
I'm a Presbyterian
Used to be a Mayan
Now am a Republican
I am a Believer
Prying for a Better World
I Am an Achiever
I'm a Boy and I'm a Girl
I'm the Pretender
At one with my Avatar
Real Sweat 'n 'Tender
Know what You're Looking For?
Blond, Tall 'n Slender
Adventure's my Center Core
Never Surrender
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I'd wanna go to the Blues Parties
The Caribbean
I'd wanna Dance to Nothern Soul
Back in the Seventies
Be into Two Tone and Post Punk
New Wave and No Wave
I'd Wanna Live on Lower East Side
Back in the Seventies
Cause all the Best of the Early Eighties
At least up to '83
Was an Extension of Seventies
Postmodernity
I'd be a Fan of Fela Kuti
And a Feminist
And I'd be Dancing at the Disco
Back in the Seventies
Be into YMO and DEVO
Cultural Relativist
I'd be Engaged in the Computer Age
Back in the Seventies
How Sick It Would've Been
To be There
In the Middle of the Past
And the Future
You'd Know It Couldn't Last...
As the Story Goes Now
And Everybody Knows
Even History'll Show How
Everything Revolves
Around Peaks like Those
How to Outgrow Being a Moron?
Stuck in the Eighties
Do as D A T A R O C K
Take a Look at the Seventies
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I stand here crying out your name
I stand here crying out your name
I stand here crying, what's the difference?
I stand here crying in the rain
I stand here crying in the rain
I stand here crying, what's the difference?
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
I stand here crying out your name
I stand here crying out your name
I stand here crying, what's the difference?
I stand here crying in the rain
I stand here crying in the rain
I stand here crying, what's the difference?
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
When you held your arms around me
I felt free and said can this be
And then you left me feeling better
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
But not me
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The wind caught the seagull and chased it off the shore
See how it trembles
Givin' in, drifting off
A boy lit a cigarette
While the girl closed the door
These hopeless romantic fools
Won't be lovers no more
But see how the waves are rushing in
And see how the waves are washing off
Leaving the shore so pure
Cleansing until it's white as snow
A dear's gasping for air
It's made its last mistake
A fool for old nature's rules
Drifts away in the wake of the dawn
A car leaves the front yard
Of a house she calls home
Her man won't be back again
Won't be home anymore
But see how the waves are rushing in
And see how the waves are washing off
Leaving the shore so pure
Cleansing until it's white as snow
New day's dawn as the dark drifts away
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