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You can't arrest me, I'm a rockstar.

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Rockstar

Who the hell you guys think you are, rockstars or somethin
Oh Yeah!
Oh Yeah
Limousines, champagne
Get my clothes custom made
I take handfuls of pills
trash my house in the hills
Smash up my cars
Just to give me my thrills
I'm rollin, round the world
Im Gonna do me bout a million girls
Well I break all their hearts
Bringem down to their knees
I do what I want
Yeah I do as I please
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
All the girlsll stroke on my guitar
When Im a big rock star
Want my face, on my wall
Want Cameron Diaz just to give me call
Ive been nobodies fool
Gonna die while Im cool
I make all their laws
And i break all their rules
Porno stars
King of sleaze
Dirty movies
Hey look at me
Velvet rope
V I P
Hollywood cowboy
Mamma look at me
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
Im gonna push it all way to far
When Im a big rock star
C.C Do it!!
I play for the masses
Sex on the stage
Girls shake their asses
They come taste my fame
Backstage is my thing
So get in the ring
We do anything
Coz here Im the king
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah
I wanna be a big rockstar, yeah
I wanna drive a big black car, yeah

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song performed by Poison
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Cherry Cola

With you hand out the window,
sipping on Cherry Cola.
Man, I despise you.

Your beating on the dashboard,
flashing off your black tatoo,
Man, i idolize you.

There you are puffing away on your white king ciggarettes,
rolling down your window and spitting at the car beside you.

Im riding in a car,
with a canadian rockstar,

kiddo, do you want one puff?
do you want another sip?

Your 32 and wasted,
and i'm still trying to astound you.

cause I'm riding in a car,
with a canadian rockstar.

Theres cuts and scars on your arms,
in pretty little patterns.

your staring in the review mirrow,
And i'm blushing in your smoke.

It's way past my bed time, & mom thinks im home,

But stuff it man,
Im riding in a car,
with one screwed canadian rockstar.

poem by elena Velinsky
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Your Rockstar

I wanna be your rockstar
the girl that makes you smile
I wanna be your rockstar
That girl that you cant get out or your mind

I wanna be that perfect girl for you
That girl you can show off
The girl you can buy gifts for
Not only on Valentines Day

I wanna be the girl you can take our
Even when I dont look my best

I wanna be your only rockstart
The one you can really talk to, cry to
The girl you can love without a problem

I wanna be you rockstart
The one I dont have to change for

And until i'm right for you
I'll stick to being me

I'll stay my rockstar
The girl that i know best

poem by Danny Smith
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House Arrest

Well there's gonna be a party gonna make some noise
Yeah we're invitin' all the girls - invitin' all the boys
There'll be dancin' on the tables dancin' on the chairs
Ya there'll be dancin' in the parkin' lots
And up and down the stairs - alright
Close the windows - lock the doors
Turn it up now - pack the floors
Cops are on the outside - landlord's on the phone
Quick turn out all the lights
Pretend there ain't nobody home!

It's a house arrest - everybody run
I gotta plead guilty havin' - too much fun
This is a house arrest - up against the wall
We can't stop rockin' justa havin' a ball - One and all

Won't you come around to my place
Don't cha know it's overdue
You gotta bring your little lady wear your dancin' shoes
Get a Yellow Taxi - take a limousine
You gotta get there - it's gonna be a scene
it's too late can't wait - get out while you can
It was fun while it lasted let's do it all again

It's a house arrest - everybody run
I gotta plead guilty havin' - too much fun
This is a house arrest - up against the wall
We can't stop rockin' justa havin' a ball
One and all

We bin wakin' up the neighbours
Bouncin' off the walls
Hangin' off the ceilings
We'll be dancin' in and out of the halls!

This is a house arrest everybody move
Gotta plead guilty gonna raise the roof
This is a house arrest...!

song performed by Bryan Adams from Waking Up The Neighbours
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Under Arrest

The name on the list didnt fit the id.
Following clues.
You cant hide homicide.
They answer the phone, tell me theyre not at home.
Im doing my best to tell you what I know.
Meet me in an hour.
Ill be on the corner.
Ill have on a trenchcoat, naturally.
You cannot avoid me.
I can be annoying.
When you least expect it - answer the question now!
Why inspector?
Hes a fine detective.
Got his own perspective.
Hes a lie detector.
Oh heaven knows. backtracking clues or any news on the scene.
In the right mood, sticking to my routine.
In dark day and night Im like a machine.
It was someone he knew.
He let em in.
He got caught by a dirty doublecrosser capable of murder.
Hes gonna be uncovered finally.
Its a full investigation and Im very patient, working out the puzzle carefully.
You dont have to worry.
It could be scary.
Either hit me harry or a coronary.
Oh heaven knows.
The face and the name didnt fit the id.
The time and the place in evidence dont exist.
They wanna confess, and be blessed by the rope.
Hot on the scent finding only dead ends.
Now, the killers out there.
Thinks he got away clear.
But hes not so clever.
Hes going to the devil.
Im setting up a rumour.
Hes gonna walk into it, before he knows what happened.
Im gonna grab him - tell me.
Whyd ya do it?
Youre a pretty stupid jerk to try the heavy stuff.
You think your pretty tough.
Whoa, homicide.
Youre under arrest, youre under arrest.
Youre under arrest, youre under arrest.
Whyd ya do it?
Youre pretty stupid.
The heavy stuff.
Youre very tough.
Youre under arrest.

song performed by Blondie
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Magic Bus (intro)

a,b,c,d,e,f,g,h,i,j,k,lmno,p
haha, who's a rockstar? i am a rockstar...??hahahaha
(all aboard!)
bye, i love you
say goodbye to the magic bus..??
hahahahaha, somebody open the window
(all aboard!all aboard!)
DaddyX
so if your down the road with us, burn an ounce, take a hit come and go with
us. climb aboard take a step on the magic bus..were goin for a ride.hahaha
(byebye)
5,4,3,2,1...hold on tight

song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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The unknown rockstar

He sits in the park
Singing to his own tune
Strumming his guitar to his own chords

The park was rather busy this afternoon
But yet no one seems to see him
As if their life was too busy or important
To just stop and pay attention
To this one guy

Maybe just maybe
Nobody could care about this stranger
This stranger sitting at the park

Well maybe that’s not entirely true
For there is this one girl

Every chance she’s able to go
She comes to the park
In search of him
The unknown rockstar

The guy with no name
With a voice that no words could describe
His talent with a guitar that no one can match up to

He’s an unknown guy
That’s why no one notices him
That is, besides one girl
Who just notices him
As the unknown rockstar

poem by Storm Pedersen
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Transformation Inquisition Saul Into Paul Of Tarsus

What caused miraculous;
transformation inquisition
Saul into Paul of Tarsus?

Saul had previously hated persecuted;
Jews who converted to Christianity
with fanatical deadly holocaust passion?

Infamous Saul of Tarsus;
had one crazed goal
for all followers of Jesus.

To capture then bring to public trial execution;
all Christians he could lay his hands on.
Saul an elite member of the Sanhedrin even

instigated approved ancient equivalent;
of vigilante mob lynchings public stonings.
Saul actively present when first Christian

martyr Stephen was by an angry mob killed;
assumed responsibility of guarding clothes
of all who zealously to death stoned Stephen.

For is it not written?
'At this they covered their ears
and, yelling at the top of their voices,

they all rushed at him, (Stephen)
dragged him out of the city and began
to stone him. Meanwhile, the witnesses

laid their clothes at the feet
of a young man named Saul.
While they were stoning him, Stephen

prayed, 'Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.'
Then he fell on his knees
and cried out, 'Lord, do not hold this sin

against them.' When he had said this,
he fell asleep. (To death Stephen
was by the mob executed.) Acts 7: 57-60.

What did Saul think what then were his actions?
'Saul was there, giving approval to his death' Saul
for his part approved the mob murder of Stephen. Acts 8: 1.

Saul like a ravenous wolf after Stephen was martyred;
went door to door in Jerusalem finding Jews to arrest

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dream Police

Words and music by rick nielsen
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors aint nice.
And when I fall asleep I dont think Ill survive the night, the night.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I cant tell lies, cause theyre listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet theyre spying on me tonight, tonight.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
I try to sleep, theyre wide awake, they wont leave me alone.
They dont get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they wont let me alone.
They persecute me, theyre the judge and jury all in one.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me.

song performed by Cheap Trick
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Bible in Poetry: Gospel of St. John (Chapter 7)

So, Jesus moved to Galilee;
He did not go to Judea,
As Jews had planned to kill Him fast.
With feast of Tabernacles near,
His brothers asked Jesus to leave
To Judea, so that other
Disciples saw the works, He did.
A secret person can’t be known;
You have to manifest to world.
His brothers did not believe Him.

But Jesus said, ‘My time hasn’t come
Yet, time is always right for you.’
‘The world cannot hate you but they
Hate me as I expose evils; .
You go for Feast; I will not go
Because my time hasn’t come as yet! ’
So, Jesus stayed at Galilee.

When brothers left, then Jesus went
To Judea but in secret.
The Jews were searching for Jesus,
Amidst the Feast by asking all;
The crowds did speak about Jesus;
Some said he was a good person;
Some others felt, he misled crowds.
Afraid of Jews, no one dared speak.

When Jewish Feast was half-over,
Jesus entered Temple to teach;
His knowledge of scripture was fine
Astonishing the Jews right there;
‘How does he know although unread? ’
They asked and Jesus answered them,
‘My teaching’s from Him who sent me.’
Whoev’r did choose to do His will,
Will know my teaching comes from God,
And doesn’t originate from me1’

‘If one then speaks on own, he seeks
His glory own; but whoev’r speaks
The glory of the one who sent
Is truthful and infallible.
Did Moses not give you the law?
Yet, none of you does keep the same;
Why do you try to kill me thus? ’

The crowd replied, ‘You are possessed.
Who is trying to kill you, say? ’
And Jesus said, ‘I did one work

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poem by John Celes
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Bible in Poetry: Gospel of St. Matthew (Chapter 26)

Then Jesus told His disciples,
‘’Twill be Pass-ov’r in two days’ time;
The Son of Man will handed be
Over to them who crucify! ’

So, chief priests and all elders there
Assembled in Caiaphas’ palace.
They consulted with the high priest
On how to arrest Jesus by
Treachery and put Him to death.
They decided not to do so,
During the festival-time as
A riot, people could then cause.

In Bethany, while Jesus was
Within Simon, the leper’s house,
There came a woman with a jar
Of costly, perfumed oil and poured
It on his head while he reclined.

His disciples grew indignant
And asked, ‘Why waste such costly oil?
The money could have been given
Better to poor as charity! ’

As Jesus knew this, He told them,
‘Don’t you trouble the woman as,
A good thing for me, done, she has! ’

‘The poor can always have you but
You’ll not have me with you always.
By pouring oil on my body,
She prepared it for burial! ’

‘Amen, amen, I say to you,
Wherever this gospel is proclaimed
On earth, her act will be retold,
And lauded in her memory.’

Then one amongst the Twelve, Judas
Iscariot went to the chief priests
And asked, ‘What will you give to me,
If I hand him over to you? ’
They paid him thirty silver coins.
From that time onwards, he looked for
A chance to hand Jesus over.

When on the first day of the Feast
Of Unleavened Bread, disciples
Asked, ‘Where do you want us to prepare

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poem by John Celes
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They were only doing their duty (Two ballades with a prologue)

I. Prologue: Four days of terror

The arrest was just before five o’clock
on a Thursday afternoon,
with one white and one black constable
waiting at his work
and when he returned from business
cuffing him and searching his body
and taking him into custody.

The employer notified his relatives,
seeing the incident
as a blot on the company’s name
and then his job was hanging in balance
and the charges was
based on a false affidavit
made by stepson
on persuasion of the mother in law

and where his car had been stolen,
criminals had broken into his rented house
and robbed him of the TV, DVD-player,
hifi and everything valuable
no arrest was ever made
and the police was only doing their job
and will tell you
that another unit
is responsible for robberies
and hijackings
passing the buck endlessly.

Three days elapsed before a bail hearing
as the black state attorney
was that Friday busy
with another case
in another town
while he was innocently locked up.

It is no joke being innocent and locked up
in a police cell with eighteen other people
with one toilet,
in the middle of the room,
no shower,
no bathing facilities, dirt everywhere
and lice jumping into your hair,

not being able to close your eyes
and knowing if you will be safe
from a attack from any of them

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poem by Gert Strydom
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An Alliterative Amorous Answer

Alliterative Love Letter

Adored and angelic Amelia. Accept an ardent and artless amourist’s affections, alleviate an anguished admirer’s alarms, and answer an amorous applicant’s avowed ardour. Ah, Amelia! all appears an awful aspect! Ambition, avarice and arrogance, alas are attractive allurements, and abase an ardent attachement. Appease an aching and affectionate adorer’s alarms, and anon acknowledge affianced Albert’s alliance as agreeable and acceptable.

Anxiously awaiting an affectionate and affirmative answer, accept an ardent admirer’s aching adieu. Always angelic and admirable Amelia’s admiring and affectionate amourist, Albert
Wit and Wisdom 1826

An Alliterative Answer

Artless Amelia Acme’s answer adamantly admonishing artful Albert Acne’s announced amorous ambitions, and assertive advances, actively advocates appropriate alternatives. Also, attesting abhorrent Albert’s attempted abduction, Amelia asks an adequate aureate award. Advance “ amical ” arrangements are altogether abjured.

Adieu Albert!

Abused Amelia, an adorable angel, aghast and askance, acknowledges agile apostate Albert’s apparently avuncular, albeit astonishingly audacious application, and, as alleged affiancement alliances and anticipations are absent, appends an acceptable, accurate answer.

Aggressively accosted, Amelia acts advisedly, asking an acceptably authentic apology affirming all Albert’s avowed affiancement allegations as archetypal authoritarian autocratic attempts at annulling Amelia’s autonomy. Also, Albert’s absolutely alarmingly acquisitive ambitions afford anguish, anxiety, and, afterall, acute anger. All are anathema, as Albert, an adder, assumed angelic approbation after an abject attempt at abrogating and appropriating all Amelia’s assets.

Agamous Albert’s age, adiposity, and abnormally abrasive accents also argued against amorous agglutination. Agamy appeared advisable as Amelia always aspired at attaining an absolute amour, assiduously avoiding ambiguity. Ardent admiration activated Albert’s appetite as Amelia’s allure and accomplishments attracted all-round applause.

Amelia and Albert are at an apogee. Alliance anticipations are antilogical as Amelia’s aplomb and articulateness, and Albert ’s anthropomorphic antics are as antipodes apart as Aphrodite and an anthropoid ape. Acataleptic Albert, Amelia’s antithesis, acting almost as an aggressive animal, abused Amelia’s adolescent acquaintance, Anabelle, an alluring afro actress, - actually auditionning as an aria alto, - adventuring affront abruptly abbreviated.

Albert’s apologists are accomplices aiding and abetting an attack (after anticipating advantages agreed aforehand) .... At Ashcloth Abbey altar agnostic Albert asked Assyriac Abyssinian Archdeacon Ahasuerus and Arabian acolyte Abdul abn Abdulaziz abn Abdullah Abu an aboveboard absolution although Abbott Abraham Allsaints’ anterior abjuration altered all accomodating actions.

Apprehending arrogant acquiline Albert’s arbitrary approach, Amelia appositely acted appropriately, adjusting apparel. Applause and approbation are apropos.

Albert abusively alledges aristocratic alabaster Amelia’s assent - an assumption as absurd as an ass astride an advocate assiduously assembling an ascorbic acid apparatus!

Abstemious Amelia’s abilities attract acclaim - above all admirable administrative aptitudes, artistic aims, analytical assurance, amiability and amenability. Altruistic Amelia amalgamating agreeableness and authority, always assists aliens.

Alcoholic Albert’s abominations abound, as aforementioned as all adults agree, admonishing an aggressive ambiance........Albert apes affability!

Abusive adulation appalls, accelerates aversion and attracts adverse acknowledgements alienating affirmative adhesions. Allegorical accolades, artificially addressed, accumulate absurdities. although amiable acolytes are acceptable additions. Argot argues against acceptance as avid adventurers assume affected accents -, acquiring added artificial accomplishments.

Addressing amoral Albert, and apprehending amorphous arrangements, Amelia advises acrimonious Albert’s accepting any alternative Abigail, Alice and Anabella, as affianced amourette. Auburns are also admired as are armed assegaie’d ashanti, andalousian, algonquin, anabaptist and amerindian amours:

Abigail, Ada, Adrienne, Adriana, Adelaide, Agatha, Aglaë, Alice, Aliette, await Albert,
Aline, Alison, Amy Amanda, Amandine Andrea, Angela, Angelica, Ann, anticipate Albert
Anna, Annabelle, Anne, Annette, Angelina, Annick, Annie, Andrée, Anthea, alleviate Albert
April, Ariane, Ariane, Arlette, Armande, Armelle, Ashley, Astarte, Ava, appreciate Albert
.....And Albert annoys Amelia! - aggravating!

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Unrocked By a Sweet and Boldened Glow

If all my needs were multipled,
I'd still find a reason,
To lay in a helpless restlessness.
Yet feeding sleeplessly...
And much awake.

Something has surrounded me!
And from me away from it,
I can not shake.
From this I can not break away.
Captured I am and there's no escape.

Unsatisfied although I am pleased.
With a feeling of a selfishness...
I desire more and more,
And more of it to increase in me.

What is this?

Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Stripped and molested.
And under arrest.

Something has surrounded me!
And from me away from it,
I can not shake.

If all my needs were multiplied,
I'd still find a reason,
To lay in a helpless restlessness.
Yet feeding sleeplessly...
And much awake.

What is this?

Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!
Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Stripped and molested.
And under arrest.
Yes...
Unrocked by a sweet and boldened glow.
And I confess it!

Unrocked by a hold I can't control.
Stripped and molested.
And under arrest.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Singing Idol (Yusuf Islam)

He was a star
A rockstar
He was Cat Stevens
A famous popstar

Now he's a Muslim
Still a star
A star who brings shine to Islam
A muslim's hope

Still a singer
Music in his mind
Melody in his heart
Shine in his eyes

A Muslim singer
Yusuf Islam is the name
Has a Muslim family
And a happy life

poem by Sarah Ally
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We go together

We go together like bees goes together with honey
Like milk and cookies
We go together like a drummer and his drums
Like a pen finds paper
Lets just face it we go together

Your my bee and im your honey
Your pen and im your paper
Your my rockstar and im your fan
Your my oreos and im your milk
Lets just face it we belong together

poem by Misty moon
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Broadway

Chorus:
Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sitting in the old man's bar waiting for his turn to die

The cowboy kills the rockstar
And Friday night's gone to far
The dim lights hides the years
On all the faded girls

Forgotten but not gone
You drink it off your mind
You talk about the world
Like it's someplace that you've been

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
And you're livin' in a world
That your best forgotten around here

chorus

You choke down all your anger
Forgot your only son
You pray to statues when you sober up for fun
Your anger don't impress me
The world slapped in your face
It always rains like hell on the losers day parade

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
Cause' your livin' in a world that you're
best forgotten
And when you're thinkin' you're a joke
And nobody's gonna listen
To the one small point
I know they been missin' round here

chorus

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
'Cause your livin' in a world
That your best forgotten
And if you're thinkin' you're a joke
Do you think they'll listen
To the one small point
I know they been missin' round here

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song performed by Goo Goo Dolls
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Rockin In Ab

I used to work nights with my dad
It was the best job I ever had
Until some blokes on their bikes came through
Said come on down to youth, brother, see whats new
Well come on, come on, come on, lets have some fun tonight
Went to the dance like they said I should
It cost three bob, but it was quite good
The band were jumpin and a-jivin around
Their 20 watt amps really made a sound
Well come on, come on, come on, lets have some fun tonight
Well, Ill have a cup of tea and then Ill change me name
And Ill put my records o-ah-o-ah-on
Till all the geezers in the flats complain
Wish that rockstar bloke was gone is the moan
Lets have some fun tonight
Sold all my records and I bought a mic
I found some blokes who would do what I like
I saw the vicar who ran the hall
He said we can rehearse there any time at all
Well come on, come on, come on, lets have some fun tonight
Were really rocking now, Ive got a bird
She says we are the best band shes ever heard
Ive got a bike and Im having a time
But my mum keeps saying rock n rolls a crime!
Well come on, come on, come on, lets have some fun tonight
All right
All night!
Well come on, come on, come on, lets have some fun tonight

song performed by Madness
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Karma

Im working out my karma
Im gonna get myself in line
Im working out my karma
(Im gonna get myself in line/
Aint wasting no more time)
Im gonna pay back all my debts
Set up a brand new state of mind
Im clearing out my system
No more drugs and self-abuse
Im clearing out my system
No more drugs and self-abuse
(Im gonna find the magic in me/
Im gonna locate the magic inside of me)
Spread the good news!
(well, Im dressing like a rockstar
And I feel like a king
Aint got no hits but i
Sure got a whole ot of swing
Im alive on the inside
And thats the first thing
Now you can cheat me out of my money
If thats what you really wanna do
Yeah, you can cheat me out of my money, honey
And buy yourself a brand new boogaloo
I should hope you think its funny when it
Come back around on you!)
I can hear the music changing
I can feel the river rolling on
I can hear the music changing
(I can feel the river rolling on/
Rhyme, rhythm, groove, tune and song)
I can (see/feel) the moment flashin before my face
Then its gone
Im working out my karma
Im gonna get myself in line
Im working out my karma
(Im gonna get myself in line - this time/
Aint wasting no more time)
Im gonna pay back all my debts
Set up a brand new state of mind - waaah!

song performed by Waterboys
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Karma

Im working out my karma
Im gonna get myself in line
Im working out my karma
(Im gonna get myself in line/
Aint wasting no more time)
Im gonna pay back all my debts
Set up a brand new state of mind
Im clearing out my system
No more drugs and self-abuse
Im clearing out my system
No more drugs and self-abuse
(Im gonna find the magic in me/
Im gonna locate the magic inside of me)
Spread the good news!
(well, Im dressing like a rockstar
And I feel like a king
Aint got no hits but i
Sure got a whole ot of swing
Im alive on the inside
And thats the first thing
Now you can cheat me out of my money
If thats what you really wanna do
Yeah, you can cheat me out of my money, honey
And buy yourself a brand new boogaloo
I should hope you think its funny when it
Come back around on you!)
I can hear the music changing
I can feel the river rolling on
I can hear the music changing
(I can feel the river rolling on/
Rhyme, rhythm, groove, tune and song)
I can (see/feel) the moment flashin before my face
Then its gone
Im working out my karma
Im gonna get myself in line
Im working out my karma
(Im gonna get myself in line - this time/
Aint wasting no more time)
Im gonna pay back all my debts
Set up a brand new state of mind - waaah!

song performed by Waterboys
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