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The Supersonic Storybook (1991)
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Get off of my back you're a drag and I'm ridin' alone.
I said get down tread on your own wheel.
People. They surround you like a tube of used glue.
Always telling you what you can't do.
They will never know the way that you feel.
So whatcha gonna do about it now?

You wanna get your hands on a piece of the pie.
You'll never get answered when your asking why.
Watchin' television when I heard somebody say
your friend is insane.

Oh! Can you hear me UO?
Yeah? We're jammin' on.
Kansas City (let's get insane)
Chicago (let's get insane)
And all the kids in L.A.
New York City
Albuquerque
Toronto
Pittsburgh P.A.
Nobody's going to war the kids are goin insane

In this world (the kids are insane)
Every boy and girl (the kids are insane)
They can't hold us back

You've gotta live your life by Saturday
Or remain just another American tragedy
Where will you go? What will you do?
Don't you know sometime you've gotta win the game?

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I am the candidate, I hope your voting for me, Candid candidate, making promises so easily But I'm not your favorite son - you say I am the candidate, I hope you come out on election day Looking down like a satellite, oh, how I wish I could see. I am the candidate, but you don't need me, I am the candidate, All these people that I call friends, I hope to see you on election day. But I'm not your favorite son - you say. Can't beleive what I've done. I'm just a criminal lost on my own. I'm running I've got to run, got to run, got to run, got to run... I am the candidate, I hope your voting for me... I am your candidate,

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oh, (that) baby, you look so tired a full-grown baby you're growin' so tired of growin' old and how old are ya'? and were you ever (really ?...baby ?) there'll be a new Sun risin' for another day's passin' over your gray horizon today is the first day of the rest a' your life time goes away you've thought about checkin' out and don't deny it time goes away but if you really wanna can the music, you better sleep on it fill your life with the love or lose it, like a' rock 'n roll music no more agin' now today you're gonna help celebrate Blackie's birthday he's 22 today it's Blackie's birthday he's 22 today so you're gonna get up you're gonna wrap him up a big surprise today is Blackie's birthday and we'll sing happy birthday to you today is the first day of the rest a' your life time goes away you've thought about checkin' out and don't deny it, already tried it time won't go away, no it won't but if you really wanna can the music, you better sleep on it fill your life with the love or lose it, like a' rock 'n roll music no more agin' now for us today Urge Overkill celebrates Blackie's birthday he's 22 today it's Blackie's birthday he's 22 today so you're gonna get up we're gonna wrap him up a big surprise today is Blackie's birthday so Blackie, happy birthday yeah, oh-ho

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We were together since we were five
She was so pretty, Emma was a star in everyone's eyes
And when she said she'd be a movie queen, nobody laughed
A face like an angel, she could be anything

Emmaline, Emma Emmaline,
I'm gonna write your name high on that silver screen
Emmaline, Emma Emmaline,
I'm gonna make you the biggest star
this world has ever seen

At seventeen, we were wed
And worked day and night to earn our daily bread
And everyday Emma would go out
Searching for that play
That never, ever came her way
You know, sometimes she'd come home so depressed,
I'd hear her crying in the backroom, feel so distressed
And I'd remember back when she was five
To the words that used to make Emmaline come alive
It was...

Emmaline, Emma, Emmaline
I'm gonna write your name high on that silver screen
Emmaline, Emma Emmaline,
I'm gonna make you the biggest star
this world had ever seen

It was cold and dark December night
When I opened up the bedroom door
To find her lying still and cold upon the bed
A love letter lying on the bedroom floor
It read: "Darling, I love you,
But I just can't keep on living on dreams no more,
I tried so very hard not to leave you alone...
I just can't keep on trying no more"

Emmaline
Emmaline
Emmaline

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Free the children
Said free the children
I said free, free the children
Free the children

Oh I recall like it was yesterday
the future came within a dream
A crowd of people they didn't have much to say
What they said they didn't mean

They said Free the children
said sweet little children
I said sweet, sweet little children
Free the children

Free little children
Sweet little children

Save us from the bionic revolution (Now hold on)
Save us from the bionic revolution (Save us from the what?)
Save us from the bionic revolution (Say bionic who?)
Save us from the bionic revolution (That's what I thought you said)

Sweet little children
Free little children

Owww

Free the children

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I'm so tired of bleeding
It's like some fallen angel
On sixty third at cottage grove
Out of my city for the day - yeah
And I'm on a change
It's a change in me

At this time, all is known
And you know time drags on
On sixty third at cottage grove
Sent to me my angel drug

I'm so tired of bleeding
It's like some fallen angel
On sixty third at cottage grove
Don't you know that I'm on Artane?
I'm on Artane

I don't know how I'm feelin
but the feeling's mine (it's all mine)
And I'm on Artane
And it's a change in me

What do you think when you think of yourself?
You mean the change in me?
Aren't you tired of living in hell?
It's the pain in me.
The pain in me.
The pain in me..

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All by herself
At least I want her to be
How could something so good just have to be
so fragile?
All the birds are singing
high up in the trees
Now she's gone I'm feelin the breeze

There's no more time
Death's gonna come as it pleases
So give me back my fantasy
Give me back my better day

Imagine
We're fragile (hopeless)

I guess it's time I was leaving
Honey, think of me
three thousand feet up and flying free

There's no more time
Death's gonna come as he pleases
So give me back my fantasy
Give me back my better days

Imagine
We're fragile

And whenever you think of me
can you picture me in my robe?
My vacation in Tokyo
Whatever we had was gone
and it helps when you change the scene
I can't really say for how long
My vacation in Tokyo
My vacation in Tokyo

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(KatoOnassis)

Smoke rises from a fire that warms the small cabin there
As the young girl inside lights her man's big pipe
And kisses him goodnight
But he is still and stares even deeper into the red flames that burn in the night


In Henhough

Around the fires of the Crow tribe the elders used to say:

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Instrumental
(with some almost inaudible vocals)

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