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Someone, Somewhere
02:43
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There's a girl in Chicago, Illinois
All I ever did was let her down
She used to say I was her favorite boy
Now she says, "hey, I'll see you around"
Someone, somewhere
Someone, somewhere
There's a girl in Portland, Oregon
Who I never really got to know
Count one to ten and then she's gone again
All I could do was watch her go
Someone, somewhere
Someone, somewhere
And now here you are, right next to me
And there's no direction on any map
I would rather be
La la la, la la la, la-la la la-la la
Someone somewhere
La la la, la la la, la-la la la-la la
Someone somewhere
Someone, somewhere
Someone, somewhere
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Summertime and the living is meager
A good dog bites a bad man
Ninety-five degrees and I'm eager
To get out as fast as I can
Around and around we go
I wish I knew how we go wrong
I can't stand the radio
It takes me back and holds me down
How much do we still owe the landlord?
How can I sit here and write another song?
How many times can I read the same magazine?
How many hours until The Simpsons is on?
Around and around we go
I wish I knew how we go wrong
I can't stand the radio
It takes me back and holds me down
And I can't pass the days
To the mixtape that you made
It's a soundtrack to a losing streak
And it's already overplayed
Less a revolution, more a spin
Sun rises up and goes down
And it really bakes the bad luck in
To this big brick oven town
Around and around we go
I wish I knew how we go wrong
I can't stand the stereo
I can't stand listening alone
And I can't pass the days
To the mixtape that you made
It's a soundtrack to a losing streak
And it's way, way overplayed
I just can't pass the days
To the mixtape that you made
It's a soundtrack to a losing streak
And it's already overplayed
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Rebel Girl
04:06
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There are women of many descriptions
In this cruel world, as everyone knows
Some are living in beautiful mansions
And are wearing the finest of clothes
There's the blue-blooded queen or the princess
Who have charms made of diamonds and pearls
But the only and thoroughbred lady
Is the rebel girl
She's a rebel girl, a rebel girl
She's a working class, the strength of this world
From Maine to Georgia you'll see
Her fighting for you and for me
And she's there by your side with courage and pride
She's unequaled anywhere
And I'm proud to fight for freedom
With the rebel girl
Though her hands may be hardened from labor
And her dress may not be very fine
Still a heart in her bosom is beating
That is true to her class and her kind
And the bosses know that they can't change her
She'd die to defend the workers' world
And the only and thoroughbred lady
Is the rebel girl
She's a rebel girl, a rebel girl
She's working class, the strength of this world
From Maine to Georgia you'll see
Her fighting for you and for me
And she's there by your side with courage and pride
She's unequaled anywhere
And I'm proud to fight for freedom
With the rebel girl
Okay let's give it to 'em, right now!
She's a rebel girl, a rebel girl
She's working class, the strength of this world
From Mackinaw to Monterey you'll see
Her fighting for you and for me
And she's there by your side with courage and pride
She's unequaled anywhere
And I'm proud to fight for freedom
With the rebel girl
Yeah I'm proud to fight for freedom
With the rebel girl
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What was prairie and plain
What was life was so hard
Gives way to dairy and grain
Gives way to my little back yard
Where I can sit and read
Or sit and not read, too
And listen happily to you say
Lend an ear and gather round
I've got a story, you do, too
If you tell yours to me
Then I'll tell mine to you
About my grandpa in WWII
Or at least a guy my grandpa knew
I come from a good family
I'm unafraid of hard work, probably
You oughta come with me
I got most of a chapter of Dos Passos
Committed to memory
Man harnessed the radio waves and
Man made pages to turn
God bless the American literature
The written word is read
Word becomes a sound
FM sends it through the air
And AM through the ground
Boy to girl: "Do you like Mencken?"
Girl goes, "I don't know, I've never Mencked"
And boy's like, "Oh..."
I come from a good family
I'm unafraid of hard work, probably
You oughta come with me
I know Melville's Conflict of Convictions
Up to "congeal beneath the sea"
Man harnessed the radio waves and
Man made pages to turn
God bless the American literature
Man harnessed the radio waves and
Man made pages to turn
God bless the American literature
God bless the American literature
God bless the American literature
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The Red Squares St. Louis, Missouri
Past their punk years, not quite mods, The Red Squares believe in the power of the power chord, in the militance of melody,
in the righteousness of rhythm.
They play catchy populist rock n' roll and they want to change the world. They are unashamedly geeky, with a wide romantic streak and an unwillingness to talk down to people.
Modern pop action!
This is tomorrow!
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