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Lyric that will give a song away (Verse 2)

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The Princess Bride

I can't stand this indecision, married with a lack of vision.

Charles Babbage

Old man, look at my life
I'm a lot like you were

"new york london paris munich everyone talks about....."

The Princess Bride

And so I face the wall, turn my back against it all.
How I wish I'd been unborn, wish I wasn't living here.

Charles Babbage

Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away

Capt'n Midnight

Villages of Irish Blood, awaking to the morning, awaking to the morning.

Capt'n Midnight

I met someone who looks a lot like you
She does the things you do
But she is an IBM.

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact. But everything that dies, someday comes back

Look at me !! I am old ,
But I’m happy

Charles Babbage

Or are we dancer?

Immortal Starlight

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

I've got it bad, you don't know how bad I've got it.
You've got it easy, you don't know when you've got it good.

I've got seven women on my mind

I've got the brains
You've got the looks

Blame it all on my youth

Whatever colors you have
In your mind
I'll show them to you
And you'll see them shine

Charles Babbage

I am the eggman

And you know you should be glad!

You left me standing here
A long,long time ago

Rise up this morning
Smiled with the rising sun

Charles Babbage

Doesn’t have a point of view
Knows not where he’s going to

I was born in the wagon of a travelling show
My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw
Papa would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel
Sell a couple bottles of Doctor Good

I got flowers in the spring
I got you,to wear my ring

I’m gonna write a classic
Gonna write it in an attic

Charles Babbage

This girl is half his age

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying

Charles Babbage

I don't want to spend the rest of my life
Looking at the barrel of an Armalite

carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms, baby, yeah

Immortal Starlight

And the young people walking on Grafton street
Everyone looking so well.

Then you blew my mind