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  • in reply to: Rock Chicks #1111742
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    I only Own one:

    The Sundays

    and they are my favorite wish they would do another album

    in reply to: Rock Chicks #1150404
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    I only Own one:

    The Sundays

    and they are my favorite wish they would do another album

    in reply to: Favourite song today #1108661
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    The Verve – This is music – This could be my moment – All I can say is wow I love this song

    Rush – Permanent waves – Jacobs latter – Sweet solo Alex

    King Crimson – Red – Fallen Angel – Killer sax

    in reply to: Favourite song today #1147323
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    The Verve – This is music – This could be my moment – All I can say is wow I love this song

    Rush – Permanent waves – Jacobs latter – Sweet solo Alex

    King Crimson – Red – Fallen Angel – Killer sax

    in reply to: Swervedriver videos? #1108658
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    You are the best nothing else to say. Thank you for all your hard work.

    in reply to: Swervedriver videos? #1147320
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    You are the best nothing else to say. Thank you for all your hard work.

    in reply to: “Its’s All Happening Now” Lyrics #1108635
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    Here you go

    Not the same word for word song as Eugene suggests especially the music, or lack of in Dylans case:

    Dylans song

    You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
    But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
    Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
    Crying like a fire in the sun.
    Look out the saints are comin’ through
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
    Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
    The empty-handed painter from your streets
    Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
    This sky, too, is folding under you
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
    All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
    The lover who just walked out your door
    Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
    The carpet, too, is moving under you
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
    Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you.
    The vagabond who’s rapping at your door
    Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
    Strike another match, go start anew
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    Adams song

    The highway is for gamblers don’t lose yourself
    Take what you have gathered for its today
    your lover whos just walked out the door

    looks like your hanging for a long time
    looks like youve been here for a long time
    seems like youve been down for a long time

    Striking the match now wont burn through you
    the faces which you travel wont turn for you
    the empty numbered pages of your book

    looks like your hanging for a long time
    I see youve been there for a long time
    seems like youve been down for a long time

    but its all happening now baby blue

    the highway is for gambling dont lose yourself
    take what you have gathered for incident
    your lover whos just walked out the door
    has nailed down all the blankets to the floor

    looks like your hanging for a long time
    looks like youve been here for a long time
    seems like youve been down for a long time

    city way now
    but its all happening now baby blue

    in reply to: “Its’s All Happening Now” Lyrics #1147297
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    Here you go

    Not the same word for word song as Eugene suggests especially the music, or lack of in Dylans case:

    Dylans song

    You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
    But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
    Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
    Crying like a fire in the sun.
    Look out the saints are comin’ through
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
    Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
    The empty-handed painter from your streets
    Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
    This sky, too, is folding under you
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
    All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
    The lover who just walked out your door
    Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
    The carpet, too, is moving under you
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
    Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you.
    The vagabond who’s rapping at your door
    Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
    Strike another match, go start anew
    And it’s all over now, baby blue.

    Adams song

    The highway is for gamblers don’t lose yourself
    Take what you have gathered for its today
    your lover whos just walked out the door

    looks like your hanging for a long time
    looks like youve been here for a long time
    seems like youve been down for a long time

    Striking the match now wont burn through you
    the faces which you travel wont turn for you
    the empty numbered pages of your book

    looks like your hanging for a long time
    I see youve been there for a long time
    seems like youve been down for a long time

    but its all happening now baby blue

    the highway is for gambling dont lose yourself
    take what you have gathered for incident
    your lover whos just walked out the door
    has nailed down all the blankets to the floor

    looks like your hanging for a long time
    looks like youve been here for a long time
    seems like youve been down for a long time

    city way now
    but its all happening now baby blue

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