<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949</id><updated>2011-10-07T01:57:44.873-07:00</updated><category term='Scorpion'/><category term='White Lion'/><category term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Slow rock songs</title><subtitle type='html'>..:: Best Of Slow Rock Lyrics ::..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can bring back your love someday.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight, babe, I’ll fight&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can bring back your love someday.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we’d go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has build a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can’t get through.&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again?&lt;br /&gt;I´m loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try, baby try&lt;br /&gt;To trust in my love again.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, our love&lt;br /&gt;Just shouldn’t be thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we’d go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has build a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can’t get through.&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we’d go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start,&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I’ve hurt your pride, and I know&lt;br /&gt;What you’ve been through.&lt;br /&gt;You should give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;This can’t be the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still loving you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m still loving you,&lt;br /&gt;I need your love.&lt;br /&gt;I’m still loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Still loving you, baby…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6534447875580287166?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6534447875580287166/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6534447875580287166' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6534447875580287166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6534447875580287166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-loving-you.html' title='Still Loving You'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-5014313612358920075</id><published>2009-03-15T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:55:24.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Chinese Democracy</title><content type='html'>eeeeeaaahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't really matter,&lt;br /&gt;Your gonna find out for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;No it don't really matter (Ooh)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave this thing to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they were missionaries, real time visionaries,&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' in a Chinese stew, to view my disinfatuation,&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm a classic case, watch my disenchanted face,&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on the Falun gong, they see the end and you can't hold on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it would take a lot more hate than you,&lt;br /&gt;To end the fascination,&lt;br /&gt;Even with an iron fist, more than you've got&lt;br /&gt;To rule the nation, when all I've got is precious time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't really matter,&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll keep it to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Said it don't really matter,&lt;br /&gt;Each time I look around for somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it would take a lot more time than you,&lt;br /&gt;Have got for masturbation,&lt;br /&gt;Even with your iron fist, more than you've got&lt;br /&gt;To rule the nation when all we've got is precious time,&lt;br /&gt;More than you've got to fool the nation, when all I've got,&lt;br /&gt;Is precious time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't really matter,&lt;br /&gt;I guess you'll find out for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;No, it don't really matter,&lt;br /&gt;So you can hear it now from somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you've got it all locked up inside,&lt;br /&gt;(It don't really matter)&lt;br /&gt;And if you feed 'em enough they'll die,&lt;br /&gt;(It don't really matter)&lt;br /&gt;It's like a walk in the park from a cell,&lt;br /&gt;(It don't really matter)&lt;br /&gt;An' though your keeping your own kind in hell,&lt;br /&gt;(It don't really matter)&lt;br /&gt;When your great wall rocks blame yourself,&lt;br /&gt;(It don't really matter)&lt;br /&gt;Like with your arms and your head you can tell&lt;br /&gt;And your out of time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5014313612358920075?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5014313612358920075/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6843542759978013540</id><published>2009-01-10T23:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:55:50.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>14 Years</title><content type='html'>I TRY AND FEEL THE SUNSHINE&lt;br /&gt;YOU BRING THE RAIN&lt;br /&gt;YOU TRY AND HOLD ME DOWN&lt;br /&gt;WITH YOUR COMPLAINTS&lt;br /&gt;YOU CRY AND MOAN AND COMPLAIN&lt;br /&gt;YOU WHINE AN TEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP TO MY NECK IN SORROW&lt;br /&gt;THE TOUCH YOU BRING&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T JUST STEP INSIDE TO 14 YEARS&lt;br /&gt;SO HARD TO KEEP MY OWN HEAD...THAT'S WHAT I SAY&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW...I'VE BEEN THE BEGGAR...&lt;br /&gt;I'VE PLAYED THE THEIF&lt;br /&gt;I WAS THE DOG...THEY ALL TRIED TO BEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT'S BEEN&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS OF SILENCE&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BEEN&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS OF PAIN&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BEEN&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS THAT ARE GONE FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;AND I'LL NEVER HAVE AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR STUPID GIRLFRIENDS TELL YOU&lt;br /&gt;THAT I'M TO BLAME&lt;br /&gt;WELL - THEY'RE ALL USED-UP HAS-BEENS&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF THE GAME&lt;br /&gt;THIS TIME I'LL HAVE THE LAST WORD&lt;br /&gt;YOU HEAR WHAT I SAY&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED TO SEE IT YOUR WAY&lt;br /&gt;IT WON'T WORK TODAY&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T JUST STEP INSIDE TO 14 YEARS&lt;br /&gt;SO HARD TO KEEP MY OWN HEAD...THAT'S WHAT I SAY&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW...I'VE BEEN THE DEALER...&lt;br /&gt;HANGIN' ON YOUR STREET&lt;br /&gt;I WAS THE DOG...THEY ALL TRIED TO BEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT'S BEEN&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS OF SILENCE&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BEEN&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS OF PAIN&lt;br /&gt;IT'S BEEN&lt;br /&gt;14 YEARS THAT ARE GONE FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;AND I'LL NEVER HAVE AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT AND CONTEMPLATION&lt;br /&gt;GOSSIP'S THEIR TRADE&lt;br /&gt;IF THEY KNEW HALF THE REAL TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD THEY SAY&lt;br /&gt;WELL I'M PAST THE POINT OF CONCERN&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO PLAY&lt;br /&gt;THESE LAST 4 YEARS OF MADNESS&lt;br /&gt;SURE PUT ME STRAIGHT&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T GET BACK 14 YEARS&lt;br /&gt;IN JUST ONE DAY&lt;br /&gt;SO HARD TO KEEP MY OWN HEAD&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO AWAY&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW...JUST LIKE A HOOKER SHE SAID&lt;br /&gt;NOTHIN'S FOR FREE&lt;br /&gt;OH I TRIED TO SEE IT YOUR WAY&lt;br /&gt;I TRIED TO SEE IT YOUR WAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6843542759978013540?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6843542759978013540/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6843542759978013540' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6843542759978013540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6843542759978013540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-years.html' title='14 Years'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-3915738655321700970</id><published>2008-10-21T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:56:06.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>(1..2...1,2,3,4)&lt;br /&gt;Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still alright to smile&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I think about you every day now&lt;br /&gt;'Was a time when I wasn't sure&lt;br /&gt;But you set my mind at ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt you're in my heart now&lt;br /&gt;Said woman take it slow&lt;br /&gt;And It'll work itself out fine&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just a little patience&lt;br /&gt;Said Sugar make it slow&lt;br /&gt;And we'll come together fine&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just a little patience&lt;br /&gt;(inhale) Patience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd rather be alone&lt;br /&gt;If I can't have you right now, I'll wait dear&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get so tense&lt;br /&gt;But I can't speed up the time&lt;br /&gt;But you know, love, that there's one more thing to consider&lt;br /&gt;Said woman take it slow&lt;br /&gt;And things will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;You and I just used a little patience&lt;br /&gt;Said Sugar take the time&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the lights are shining bright&lt;br /&gt;You and I got what it takes to make it&lt;br /&gt;We wont fake it&lt;br /&gt;And never brake it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I cant take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...little patience, mmm yeah, ooh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I need a little patience, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just a little patience, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some more pati... (ence, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking these streets at night&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to get it right (Need some patience, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see with so many around&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't like being stuck in a crowd (Could use some patience, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And the streets don't change but maybe the name&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got time for the game&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you (Patience, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah well I need you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I need you (Take some patience)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I need you (Just a little patience is all we need)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, All this ti- me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3915738655321700970?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3915738655321700970/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=3915738655321700970' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3915738655321700970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3915738655321700970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-3454569708174695109</id><published>2008-04-20T04:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:56:18.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Lady Of The Valley</title><content type='html'>lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;can you hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;in the stillness of the night&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my brother&lt;br /&gt;in the fights of the war&lt;br /&gt;and my heart has broken down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the night I cry but no one seems to hear&lt;br /&gt;I step into the light but all I feel is fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;can you bring him back&lt;br /&gt;to the days when we were kids&lt;br /&gt;once we were together&lt;br /&gt;we stood young and strong&lt;br /&gt;now it seems so long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the golden key is at the end of the chain&lt;br /&gt;how it hurts ohh lady free me from this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the night I cry to the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;cause I'll die without the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;in the night I call to the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;on my knees I fall before the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;solo&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the valley lies the treasure&lt;br /&gt;and the lady guards it well&lt;br /&gt;he who bears all the pressure&lt;br /&gt;is the one to break the spell&lt;br /&gt;there's a sign that I've followed&lt;br /&gt;and it has led me to your seat&lt;br /&gt;I have brought my fallen brother&lt;br /&gt;and I've laid him, yes I've laid him&lt;br /&gt;at your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the night I cry to the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;cause I'll die without the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;in the night I call to the lady of the valley&lt;br /&gt;on my knees I fall before the lady of the valley&lt;/solo&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3454569708174695109?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6824546767036362987</id><published>2008-04-20T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:56:41.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Leave Me Alone</title><content type='html'>I don¹t care if you don¹t like the way I look&lt;br /&gt;Can¹t you see this ain¹t no Sunday School&lt;br /&gt;I don¹t really care about your in Rn¹ outs&lt;br /&gt;Can¹t you see I ain¹t nobody¹s fool&lt;br /&gt;What is this, what is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don¹t care how you wear your hat&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don¹t you free me&lt;br /&gt;And leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I don¹t care if you don¹t want me in your house&lt;br /&gt;I just come Rn¹ go as I please&lt;br /&gt;You can sing your song about when you were young&lt;br /&gt;I can start a war when you want peace&lt;br /&gt;Close the door, just ignore&lt;br /&gt;But you won¹t tie me down no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Why don¹t you free me&lt;br /&gt;And leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Why don¹t you free me&lt;br /&gt;And leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I don¹t care if you don¹t like the way I walk&lt;br /&gt;You don¹t stop and listen when I talk&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you don¹t want to understand&lt;br /&gt;Playing in a rock Rn¹ roll band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You object, you expect&lt;br /&gt;But you don¹t give me no respect&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Why don¹t you free me&lt;br /&gt;And leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Why don¹t you free me&lt;br /&gt;And leave me alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6824546767036362987?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6824546767036362987/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6824546767036362987' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6824546767036362987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6824546767036362987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/leave-me-alone.html' title='Leave Me Alone'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-5884898583444500637</id><published>2008-04-20T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:57:00.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>It's Over</title><content type='html'>There¹s a little note beside this empty bed&lt;br /&gt;I hear the back door slam Rn¹ baby you¹re on your way&lt;br /&gt;You know I cried a thousand times before you left&lt;br /&gt;You say that this is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby can¹t you wait&lt;br /&gt;You take your love and go far away&lt;br /&gt;But I¹ll be missing your everyday&lt;br /&gt;RCause it¹s over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there¹s nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it¹s over&lt;br /&gt;But I¹m still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Over, over, over&lt;br /&gt;But I love you girl&lt;br /&gt;And I want you back again&lt;br /&gt;This house is lonely and cold without you here&lt;br /&gt;I wish the pain inside my heart would disappear&lt;br /&gt;I know that I was wrong to treat you like I did&lt;br /&gt;But don¹t you think our love deserves a second chance&lt;br /&gt;When all the love is gone from your heart&lt;br /&gt;And everything we had falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Then it¹s over&lt;br /&gt;And there¹s nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it¹s over&lt;br /&gt;But I¹m still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over, over, over&lt;br /&gt;But I love you girl&lt;br /&gt;And I want you back again&lt;br /&gt;Tears are falling from my eyes as I cry&lt;br /&gt;I only wish that you were here&lt;br /&gt;If only you had told me&lt;br /&gt;If only I had known&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you would still&lt;br /&gt;Be sleeping in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Won¹t you let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won¹t you let it show&lt;br /&gt;Now it¹s over. Etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5884898583444500637?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5884898583444500637/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5884898583444500637' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5884898583444500637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5884898583444500637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-4918865314912517718</id><published>2008-04-20T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:57:18.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>In the City</title><content type='html'>When you look toward the city&lt;br /&gt;A monument to there&lt;br /&gt;(And as) you (walk through) to the streets&lt;br /&gt;The people (looking sceared)&lt;br /&gt;And there are parts of the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where a hand begins&lt;br /&gt;Then the night time arise for his deadly sin&lt;br /&gt;One place in the city where lights (shines) so pity&lt;br /&gt;You think your life's on the trigger&lt;br /&gt;You saying I don't care&lt;br /&gt;No, No he don't care&lt;br /&gt;He walks the street at night&lt;br /&gt;What a lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;With this guys by side he wonders&lt;br /&gt;Why he's alone&lt;br /&gt;But oh in the city when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;The neon light goes on and he's on the prowl&lt;br /&gt;The black (sky) in the city&lt;br /&gt;The light shining through&lt;br /&gt;When the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;(they could be on  to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch:&lt;br /&gt;Oh in the city&lt;br /&gt;You live or die&lt;br /&gt;In the city&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;In the city&lt;br /&gt;You stroll at night&lt;br /&gt;In the city&lt;br /&gt;Stand up and fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-4918865314912517718?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1927752039072260818</id><published>2008-04-20T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:57:32.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Hungry</title><content type='html'>Baby, baby look so fine&lt;br /&gt;let me know that you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't wanna be alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;pick me up and take me home&lt;br /&gt;let your love be all I own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just be my baby through the night&lt;br /&gt;baby take off your leather&lt;br /&gt;and show me all your lace&lt;br /&gt;gimme lovin one thousand ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;Oh so hungry&lt;br /&gt;hungry for your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep your engine running high&lt;br /&gt;when you take my love inside&lt;br /&gt;but hold the trigger on my loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;show me that your touch is right&lt;br /&gt;and take to the top tonight&lt;br /&gt;hurt me baby but don't let me cry&lt;br /&gt;cause your touching gets me crazy&lt;br /&gt;and your teasing drives me wild&lt;br /&gt;I need your love like a little child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;oh so hungry for your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause your love is wild&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging like a child&lt;br /&gt;needing all of you&lt;br /&gt;when your love is mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;All through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep your engine running high&lt;br /&gt;when you take my love inside&lt;br /&gt;but hold the trigger on my loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;baby take off your leather&lt;br /&gt;and show me all your lace&lt;br /&gt;gimme love one thousand ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm hungry, etc..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1927752039072260818?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1927752039072260818/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1927752039072260818' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1927752039072260818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1927752039072260818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/hungry.html' title='Hungry'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6677233332594694678</id><published>2008-04-20T04:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:59:28.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Fight to Survive</title><content type='html'>And it all began the day that he was born&lt;br /&gt;The boy looks up the sky1s blue the sun so warm&lt;br /&gt;At time spent (that's numbered)&lt;br /&gt;The young ones on the loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(As) the (clock) keeps turning , times (are) spent in fast(Cooling) off his burning fire, through his soul&lt;br /&gt;He brings out hope, fight for survival&lt;br /&gt;You fought the frantic and is easy falling down&lt;br /&gt;He feels the emptiness that pushes (him) towards the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bring out your shield&lt;br /&gt;Raise high your sword&lt;br /&gt;(fight to survive)&lt;br /&gt;Run, plea for your life&lt;br /&gt;took toward the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fight to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you walk along the shore&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts run by&lt;br /&gt;The questions are you envy Thor's&lt;br /&gt;though deep inside and you feel like thunder&lt;br /&gt;Since you are on the loose&lt;br /&gt;As the times keep going lives fly by fast&lt;br /&gt;Then you feel youtre growing tired&lt;br /&gt;You say  no, look toward the sun, Fight for survival&lt;br /&gt;You fought the frantic and is easy falling down&lt;br /&gt;He feels the emptiness that pushes him towards the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6677233332594694678?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-7037542816492277047</id><published>2008-04-20T04:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:05:34.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Farewell To You</title><content type='html'>Well it¹s time to say goodbye my friend&lt;br /&gt;I¹m glad you stayed until the end&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you¹ve enjoyed the time we spent&lt;br /&gt;Though I know that I will be back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don¹t know just how soon my friend&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again just think of me&lt;br /&gt;I¹ll think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easier to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Than to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Now the bus is leaving once again&lt;br /&gt;I bid farewell to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the fun we had&lt;br /&gt;And all the tears when times were bad&lt;br /&gt;But you were there when we were down Rn¹ out&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I will not forget&lt;br /&gt;What was written and what was said&lt;br /&gt;And who was there when we were not on top&lt;br /&gt;Of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easier, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it¹s time to say auf Wiedersehn&lt;br /&gt;Sayonata Rn¹ ciao my friend&lt;br /&gt;You¹ll always have a place within my heart&lt;br /&gt;And rock will come and rock will go&lt;br /&gt;The scene will change and time will show&lt;br /&gt;But still I hope that you'll be there for me&lt;br /&gt;I'll there for Yyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easier, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-7037542816492277047?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1901511669651098217</id><published>2008-04-20T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:05:47.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>El Salvador</title><content type='html'>He could barely remember&lt;br /&gt;When the fighting began&lt;br /&gt;It was early September&lt;br /&gt;When he lost his old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the time came to leave there&lt;br /&gt;And to start a new life&lt;br /&gt;How it seems so unfair&lt;br /&gt;When they gave him a gun and a knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So he fights with a gun in his hand&lt;br /&gt;For what reason he can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he fights with a gun in his hand&lt;br /&gt;For the freedom (of their land)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear them crying out&lt;br /&gt;All the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear a distant shout&lt;br /&gt;From the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he stares at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;He thinks back quite aways&lt;br /&gt;It was him that was dealing&lt;br /&gt;Tell you those were the days&lt;br /&gt;As he stares at a white dove&lt;br /&gt;Tears roll down on his face&lt;br /&gt;And then once filled with love&lt;br /&gt;That only God himself can replace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the crying out&lt;br /&gt;All the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear a distant shout&lt;br /&gt;From the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;(cross your heart and hope to die)&lt;br /&gt;For the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;Still they kill not knowing why&lt;br /&gt;All the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear them cry?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see them die?&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;All the people in El Salvador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1901511669651098217?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1901511669651098217/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1901511669651098217' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1901511669651098217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1901511669651098217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/el-salvador.html' title='El Salvador'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1326534248915055923</id><published>2008-04-20T03:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:03:24.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Don't Give Up</title><content type='html'>are you tired of working 9 to 5&lt;br /&gt;and are you fed up with your boring life&lt;br /&gt;when your master tells you what to do&lt;br /&gt;years you wasted looking back at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life is driving you crazy&lt;br /&gt;you feel your losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;when the road gets rough&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;even when it's tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making money you never have enough&lt;br /&gt;never-ending bills are building up&lt;br /&gt;and the tax man stalking at your door&lt;br /&gt;never giving always wanting more&lt;br /&gt;you feel like changing the times&lt;br /&gt;to get some peace in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;when the road gets rough&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;even when it's tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;solo&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;when the road gets rough&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;even when it's tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up,don't give up&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever give up&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, you can make it&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, you can do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, you can tell'em&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, you can show'em alright&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, don't give up, don't give up&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever give up&lt;/solo&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1326534248915055923?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1326534248915055923/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1326534248915055923' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1326534248915055923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1326534248915055923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-give-up.html' title='Don&apos;t Give Up'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-7280798107480995085</id><published>2008-04-20T03:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:04:00.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Cherokee</title><content type='html'>You were wild and you were free&lt;br /&gt;You would search your destiny&lt;br /&gt;But the white man came and took your land away&lt;br /&gt;You were fire and you were flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were blood inside that (vein)&lt;br /&gt;How he brought you fame the day he came to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you howling through the night&lt;br /&gt;The wind is cold the moons are fading&lt;br /&gt;The pride and sorrow curse the light&lt;br /&gt;And wakes a vengeance in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were young but you were wise&lt;br /&gt;You were smoke that always raised&lt;br /&gt;How they put you down and spit upon your name&lt;br /&gt;You were snow and you were rain&lt;br /&gt;You would walk without a shame&lt;br /&gt;But they changed your life and gave you all the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of thunder breaks the arch&lt;br /&gt;10000 riders side by side&lt;br /&gt;The time has come to end the fight&lt;br /&gt;For their freedom, for their right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch:&lt;br /&gt;Cherokee, riding free&lt;br /&gt;You ride into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Where your spirit lives forever&lt;br /&gt;Cherokee, riding free&lt;br /&gt;You ride into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Where all your freedom lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire burns tonight&lt;br /&gt;We all recall the fight&lt;br /&gt;Where blood was shed without a reason&lt;br /&gt;200 years have passed since you stood ashore&lt;br /&gt;And raped your land down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-7280798107480995085?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7280798107480995085/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=7280798107480995085' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7280798107480995085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7280798107480995085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/cherokee.html' title='Cherokee'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-4647619770149167206</id><published>2008-04-20T03:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:04:49.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Boken heart</title><content type='html'>Here I stand, all alone&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fight the pain from a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Why she left me? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;It really doesn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought our love could last forever&lt;br /&gt;But here I stand lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start a new day, but not alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna break away from this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet a woman. I'm gonna take her home&lt;br /&gt;(Where) I'll pick all the pieces and start all over again&lt;br /&gt;I know that life will be much better&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know the (light) will shine again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;There is life even after a broken heart, broken heart&lt;br /&gt;You can fight the pain from a broken heart broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that life will be much better&lt;br /&gt;Ch:&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-4647619770149167206?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4647619770149167206/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=4647619770149167206' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4647619770149167206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4647619770149167206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/boken-heart.html' title='Boken heart'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1077448894015880309</id><published>2008-04-20T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:06:02.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>All You Need Is Rock And Roll</title><content type='html'>are you feeling down&lt;br /&gt;are you all alone&lt;br /&gt;have your dreams been shattered&lt;br /&gt;have you lost all hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you need is music&lt;br /&gt;it's your destiny, it sets you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;all you need is rock'n'roll&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;all you need is rock'n'roll&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can raise your hands&lt;br /&gt;you can stomp your feet&lt;br /&gt;get down and turn around&lt;br /&gt;you can do it all cause there ain't no rules&lt;br /&gt;when you feel the music&lt;br /&gt;just move your feet, to that heavy beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;all you need is rock'n'roll&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;all you need is rock'n'roll&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;all you need is rock'n'roll&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;all you need is rock'n'roll&lt;br /&gt;whoh, ohh, ohh, ohh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1077448894015880309?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1077448894015880309/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1077448894015880309' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1077448894015880309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1077448894015880309'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;Without (ever) asking&lt;br /&gt;For (one) little thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;The power and glory have rissen again&lt;br /&gt;The king is here on his throne&lt;br /&gt;The power and glory was all that remained&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Cry it out in the night&lt;br /&gt;For all the fallen men&lt;br /&gt;Shout it out loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;For all the fallen men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowers had died out&lt;br /&gt;Where the battle took place&lt;br /&gt;It's all been deserted&lt;br /&gt;(a) place for the dead&lt;br /&gt;If you listen to the wind&lt;br /&gt;You can hear them cry&lt;br /&gt;The sound of soldiers screaming in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre Oh&lt;br /&gt;Ch&lt;br /&gt;Ch&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus fade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3654618039300429766?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3654618039300429766/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=3654618039300429766' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3654618039300429766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3654618039300429766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-fallen-men_20.html' title='All the Fallen Men'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-8337521583887103831</id><published>2008-04-20T03:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:06:28.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>All Join Our Hands</title><content type='html'>children crying from the heat&lt;br /&gt;don't they know they belong&lt;br /&gt;people fighting can't compete&lt;br /&gt;don't they know that they're wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is standing&lt;br /&gt;still all around&lt;br /&gt;yes time takes us on a trip&lt;br /&gt;round'n'round our minds&lt;br /&gt;pictures of a dream&lt;br /&gt;all it does is cloud all the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's all join our hands&lt;br /&gt;raise them together&lt;br /&gt;we can fight for the lives that are real&lt;br /&gt;yeah lets all join hands&lt;br /&gt;raise them together&lt;br /&gt;it's a fight for the right that we feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nations plan hearts are weak&lt;br /&gt;don't they know that we belong&lt;br /&gt;years of growing reach the peak&lt;br /&gt;don't they know that they're wrong&lt;br /&gt;life surrounds us&lt;br /&gt;in many different ways&lt;br /&gt;all we see&lt;br /&gt;are switches there to take it all away&lt;br /&gt;pieces of a dream&lt;br /&gt;all it does is cloud all the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's all join our hands&lt;br /&gt;raise them together&lt;br /&gt;we can fight for the lives that are real&lt;br /&gt;yeah lets all join hands&lt;br /&gt;raise them together&lt;br /&gt;it's a fight for the right that we feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the way&lt;br /&gt;we treat one another&lt;br /&gt;days filled with hope&lt;br /&gt;lives filled with fear&lt;br /&gt;why must we live&lt;br /&gt;at war with our brothers&lt;br /&gt;when we could live&lt;br /&gt;our future at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's all join our hands&lt;br /&gt;raise them together&lt;br /&gt;we can fight for the lives that are real&lt;br /&gt;yeah lets all join hands&lt;br /&gt;raise them together&lt;br /&gt;it's a fight for the right that we feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-8337521583887103831?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8337521583887103831/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=8337521583887103831' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/8337521583887103831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/8337521583887103831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-join-our-hands.html' title='All Join Our Hands'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-4566890239154254540</id><published>2008-04-20T03:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:06:41.306-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>All Burn in Hell/ Kid of 1000</title><content type='html'>Oh, why don't you just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Your the kind I choose not to know&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to see who I am&lt;br /&gt;Your the kind that just tries to (command)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to fool  me and make me look so blind&lt;br /&gt;And you told so many stories&lt;br /&gt;But the lies you told were only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Now I ride into the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All burn in hell&lt;br /&gt;You've chosen well&lt;br /&gt;All burn in hell&lt;br /&gt;You faught and fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're still in demand&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you're a small frighten end&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't want to be left alone&lt;br /&gt;I know your rotten (goal) will unfold&lt;br /&gt;You (demaned)of me the things I can't (obey)&lt;br /&gt;Now you're begging for the glory&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me this has always been the way&lt;br /&gt;The final chapter of the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All burn in hell&lt;br /&gt;You've chosen well&lt;br /&gt;All burn in hell&lt;br /&gt;You faught and fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid of 1000 faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother slapped you when you were born&lt;br /&gt;??? ~ ~ for her circumstance&lt;br /&gt;Another letter and you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;From the word of time carries on&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no you will not continue that way&lt;br /&gt;Ancient feelings that I wrote&lt;br /&gt;Sitting through your inner self&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel you won't (????)&lt;br /&gt;(till the mindless act your friend performs)&lt;br /&gt;Say no, I won't let this stand in my way&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourself and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You're the kid of 1000 faces yeh yeah&lt;br /&gt;You're the kid of 1000 faces yeh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it feels real good&lt;br /&gt;When something's said and understood&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the awesome sun?&lt;br /&gt;That's why you ??? at the time you leave note&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no Do you ?? my existence away&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourself and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;They tell us that we are wrong&lt;br /&gt;But (what's that) about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Are we too wild? Are we too young?&lt;br /&gt;Hey listen man, we don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourself and see&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourself&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;Run, Nah, nah, nah,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-4566890239154254540?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4566890239154254540/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=4566890239154254540' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4566890239154254540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4566890239154254540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-burn-in-hell-kid-of-1000.html' title='All Burn in Hell/ Kid of 1000'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-51428380655784410</id><published>2008-04-20T03:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:06:59.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Maybe I Maybe You</title><content type='html'>Maybe I, maybe you&lt;br /&gt;Can make a change to the world&lt;br /&gt;We're reaching out for a soul&lt;br /&gt;That's kind of lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I, maybe you&lt;br /&gt;Can find the key to the stars&lt;br /&gt;To catch the spirit of hope&lt;br /&gt;To save one hopeless heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;With all those questions in mind&lt;br /&gt;All you need is to hear&lt;br /&gt;The voice of your heart&lt;br /&gt;In a world full of pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone's calling your name&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we make if true&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I, maybe you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I, maybe you&lt;br /&gt;Are just dreaming sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But the world would be cold&lt;br /&gt;Without dreamers Ilke you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I, maybe you&lt;br /&gt;Aree just soldiers of love&lt;br /&gt;Born to carry the flame&lt;br /&gt;Bringin' light to the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;With all those questions in mind&lt;br /&gt;All you need is to hear&lt;br /&gt;The voice of your heart&lt;br /&gt;In a world full of pain&lt;br /&gt;Someone's calling your name&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we make if true&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I, maybe you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-51428380655784410?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/51428380655784410/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=51428380655784410' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/51428380655784410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/51428380655784410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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thrill&lt;br /&gt;On streets we call the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat the night, we drink the time&lt;br /&gt;Make our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And hungry eyes are passing by&lt;br /&gt;On streets we call the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat the night, we drink the time&lt;br /&gt;Make our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And hungry eyes are passing by&lt;br /&gt;On streets we call the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the zoo&lt;br /&gt;And walk down 42nd Street&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be excited too&lt;br /&gt;And you will feel the heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat the night, we drink the time&lt;br /&gt;Make our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And hungry eyes are passing by&lt;br /&gt;On streets we call the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat the night, we drink the time&lt;br /&gt;Make our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And hungry eyes are passing by&lt;br /&gt;On streets we call the zoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-4280397125423760624?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4280397125423760624/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=4280397125423760624' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4280397125423760624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4280397125423760624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/zoo.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6734300335817139013</id><published>2008-04-20T03:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:07:36.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Moment Of Glory</title><content type='html'>A moment of glory called evolution&lt;br /&gt;Could I see the world with the eyes of a child&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning, a moment of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Like angels are singing a song full of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This side of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Belongs to the children&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, when the future arrives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of glory called evolution&lt;br /&gt;Could I fly away like a bird in the sky&lt;br /&gt;No limitation, a new inspiration&lt;br /&gt;A world that is free just as free as my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication&lt;br /&gt;A new destination&lt;br /&gt;The planet of visions is calling tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thousand years seems so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a passenger&lt;br /&gt;And the ride has just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment of glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of glory called evolution&lt;br /&gt;Could I see the world with the eyes of a child&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning, a moment of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Like angels are singing a song full of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This side of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Belongs to the children&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, when the future arrives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment of glory&lt;br /&gt;Moment of glory&lt;br /&gt;Moment of glory&lt;br /&gt;Moment of glory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6734300335817139013?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6734300335817139013/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6734300335817139013' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6734300335817139013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6734300335817139013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/moment-of-glory.html' title='Moment Of Glory'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-5174876817594385268</id><published>2008-04-20T03:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T03:51:26.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Send Me An Angel</title><content type='html'>The wise man said just walk this way&lt;br /&gt;To the dawn of the light&lt;br /&gt;The wind will blow into your face&lt;br /&gt;As the years pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Hear this voice from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It's the call of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and your will find&lt;br /&gt;The passage out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise man said just find your place&lt;br /&gt;In the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;Seek the roses along the way&lt;br /&gt;Just beware of the thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise man said just raise your hand&lt;br /&gt;And reach out for the spell&lt;br /&gt;Find the door to the promised land&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;Hear this voice from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It's the call of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and your will find&lt;br /&gt;The way out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Will you send me an angel&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the morning star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5174876817594385268?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5174876817594385268/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5174876817594385268' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5174876817594385268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5174876817594385268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/send-me-angel.html' title='Send Me An Angel'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1990232101557135206</id><published>2008-04-20T03:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:07:51.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Life Is Too Short</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen the morning&lt;br /&gt;When the sun comes up the shore&lt;br /&gt;And the silence makes&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sat there waiting&lt;br /&gt;For the time to stand still&lt;br /&gt;For all the world to stop&lt;br /&gt;From turning around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And you run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the glowing&lt;br /&gt;When the moon is on the rise&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams are close&lt;br /&gt;To the ones that we love&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sat there waiting&lt;br /&gt;For heaven to give a sign&lt;br /&gt;So we could find the place&lt;br /&gt;Where angels come from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And you run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And you run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And you run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time that turns&lt;br /&gt;I'd turn back time&lt;br /&gt;But I don't say I can&lt;br /&gt;It only works if you believe in the truth&lt;br /&gt;Well there's a time to live&lt;br /&gt;And a time to cry&lt;br /&gt;But if you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;I will try to catch a star&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to catch a star&lt;br /&gt;Just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And I run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And I run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;And I run&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too short&lt;br /&gt;Too short&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too short&lt;br /&gt;Too short&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1990232101557135206?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1990232101557135206/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1990232101557135206' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1990232101557135206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1990232101557135206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-too-short.html' title='Life Is Too Short'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-2599862806307084445</id><published>2008-04-20T03:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:08:08.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>I Wanted To Cry (But The Tears Wouldn't Come)</title><content type='html'>Well here comes my baby&lt;br /&gt;She's dressed oh so cute&lt;br /&gt;She looks a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;In her Hollywood shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby loves driving&lt;br /&gt;In my hot brand new car&lt;br /&gt;She thinks less than flying&lt;br /&gt;Is not fast enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you turn upside down&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't too much fun&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;But the tears wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my baby&lt;br /&gt;She's the one I adore&lt;br /&gt;Well she's a lucky lady&lt;br /&gt;Born in a Gucci store&lt;br /&gt;With gold cards in motion&lt;br /&gt;And the platinum too&lt;br /&gt;She jets across the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A little faster than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it rains in St. Barth&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't too much fun&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;But the tears wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;But the tears wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night without you&lt;br /&gt;I miss to have you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, so I keep waiting, I keep waiting&lt;br /&gt;I swear I never let you go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here comes my baby&lt;br /&gt;With a Brad Pitt lookalike&lt;br /&gt;Right through immigration&lt;br /&gt;And straight out of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems the friendly skies&lt;br /&gt;Are pretty good fun&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;But the tears wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;But the tears wouldn't come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-2599862806307084445?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2599862806307084445/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=2599862806307084445' title='0 Komentar'/><link 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type='text'>When Love Kills Love</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I think I always knew&lt;br /&gt;I had my share of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Made quite a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I know and that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;I don't look back in anger anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the sun comes up again&lt;br /&gt;There's a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;When we pass the end&lt;br /&gt;Finally I know and that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;I don't look back in anger anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;Will someone rescue me&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;It's cutting through so deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I wake up from the dream&lt;br /&gt;Someone tells me&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking in the sleep&lt;br /&gt;Finally I know and that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in daydreams anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;Will someone rescue me&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;It's cutting through so deep&lt;br /&gt;Well life goes 'round&lt;br /&gt;And upside down&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;Will someone set me free&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;It's cutting through so deep&lt;br /&gt;How can we choose&lt;br /&gt;When all we lose&lt;br /&gt;Is all we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run away&lt;br /&gt;From all the pain&lt;br /&gt;We run away&lt;br /&gt;From all the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;Will someone rescue me&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;It's cutting through so deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;br /&gt;When love kills love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5667378868034059322?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5667378868034059322/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5667378868034059322' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5667378868034059322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5667378868034059322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-love-kills-love.html' title='When Love Kills Love'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-8596588033497730234</id><published>2008-04-20T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:09:31.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Hurricane 2000</title><content type='html'>It's early morning&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes out&lt;br /&gt;Last night was shaking&lt;br /&gt;And pretty loud&lt;br /&gt;My cat is purring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And scratches my skin&lt;br /&gt;So what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;With another sin&lt;br /&gt;The bitch is hungry&lt;br /&gt;She needs to tell&lt;br /&gt;So give her inches&lt;br /&gt;And feed her well&lt;br /&gt;More days to come&lt;br /&gt;New places to go&lt;br /&gt;I've got to leave&lt;br /&gt;It's time for a show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, rock you like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, rock you like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is burning&lt;br /&gt;It starts to shout&lt;br /&gt;Desire is coming&lt;br /&gt;It breaks out loud&lt;br /&gt;Lust is in cages&lt;br /&gt;Till storm breaks loose&lt;br /&gt;Just have to make it&lt;br /&gt;With someone I choose&lt;br /&gt;The night is calling&lt;br /&gt;I have to go&lt;br /&gt;The wolf is hungry&lt;br /&gt;He runs the show&lt;br /&gt;He's licking his lips&lt;br /&gt;He's ready to win&lt;br /&gt;On the hunt tonight&lt;br /&gt;For love at first sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, rock you like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, rock you like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, rock you like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, rock you like a hurricane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-8596588033497730234?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-7844726364044780444</id><published>2008-04-20T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:09:50.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Love Of My Life</title><content type='html'>Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;You've hurt me&lt;br /&gt;You've broken my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now you leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back, bring it back&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it away from me&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;You've taken my heart&lt;br /&gt;You now desert me&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back, bring it back&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it away from me&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't remember&lt;br /&gt;When this is blown over&lt;br /&gt;And everything's all by the way&lt;br /&gt;When I get older&lt;br /&gt;I will be there&lt;br /&gt;At your side to remind you&lt;br /&gt;How I still love you, I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back, bring it back&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it away from me&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to me&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-7844726364044780444?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7844726364044780444/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=7844726364044780444' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7844726364044780444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7844726364044780444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love Of My Life'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1639624132605610241</id><published>2008-04-20T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:10:05.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Dust In The Wind</title><content type='html'>I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Only for a moment and the moment's gone&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Pass before my eyes, a curiosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;All they are is dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old song&lt;br /&gt;Just a drop of water in an endless sea&lt;br /&gt;All we do&lt;br /&gt;Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;All we are is dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Don't hang on&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;It slips away&lt;br /&gt;And all your money won't another minute buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;All we are is dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;All we are is dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;All we are is dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;All we are is dust in the wind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1639624132605610241?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1639624132605610241/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1639624132605610241' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' 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the place feels good&lt;br /&gt;No time to call you today&lt;br /&gt;Encores till eleven then Chinese food&lt;br /&gt;Back to the hotel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call your number the line ain't free&lt;br /&gt;I like to tell you come to me&lt;br /&gt;A night without you seems like a lost dream&lt;br /&gt;Love I can't tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Miss you where I've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to love you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another morning another place&lt;br /&gt;The only day off is far away&lt;br /&gt;But every city has seen me in the end&lt;br /&gt;And brings me to you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Miss you where I've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to love you again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5278560375467339858?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-5898845079060684410</id><published>2008-04-20T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:11:44.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>You And I</title><content type='html'>I lose control because of you babe&lt;br /&gt;I lose control when you look at me like this&lt;br /&gt;There's something in your eyes that is saying tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a child anymore, life has opened the door&lt;br /&gt;To a new exciting life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose control when I'm close to you babe&lt;br /&gt;I lose control don't look at me like this&lt;br /&gt;There's something in your eyes, is this love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Like a flower that grows, life just wants you to know&lt;br /&gt;All the secrets of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all written down in your lifelines&lt;br /&gt;It's written down inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I just have a dream&lt;br /&gt;To find our love a place, where we can hide away&lt;br /&gt;You and I were just made&lt;br /&gt;To love each other now, forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose control because of you babe&lt;br /&gt;I lose control don't look at me like this&lt;br /&gt;There's something in your eyes that is saying tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm so curious for more just like never before&lt;br /&gt;In my innocent life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all written down in your lifelines&lt;br /&gt;It's written down inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I just have a dream&lt;br /&gt;To find our love a place, where we can hide away&lt;br /&gt;You and I were just made&lt;br /&gt;To love each other now, forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time stands still when the days of innocence&lt;br /&gt;Are falling for the night&lt;br /&gt;I love you girl I always will&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm there for you&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I just have a dream&lt;br /&gt;To find our love a place, where we can hide away&lt;br /&gt;You and I were just made&lt;br /&gt;To love each other now, forever and a day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5898845079060684410?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5898845079060684410/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5898845079060684410' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5898845079060684410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5898845079060684410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-and-i.html' title='You And I'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-2880972949734333324</id><published>2008-04-20T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:12:00.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Still Loving You</title><content type='html'>Time, it needs time&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can bring back your love someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight, babe, I'll fight&lt;br /&gt;To win back your love again&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Love, only love&lt;br /&gt;Can break down the wall someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has built a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get through&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try, baby try&lt;br /&gt;To trust in my love again&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Love, our love&lt;br /&gt;Just shouldn't be thrown away&lt;br /&gt;I will be there, I will be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love&lt;br /&gt;Your pride has built a wall, so strong&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get through&lt;br /&gt;Is there really no chance&lt;br /&gt;To start once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we'd go again&lt;br /&gt;All the way from the start&lt;br /&gt;I would try to change&lt;br /&gt;The things that killed our love&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've hurt your pride, and I know&lt;br /&gt;What you've been through&lt;br /&gt;You should give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;This can't be the end&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you, I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I'm still loving you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-2880972949734333324?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6790625355659667047</id><published>2008-04-20T03:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:12:16.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Double Talkin' Jive</title><content type='html'>Got a head and an arm in da garbage can&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Livin' on the run for oh so long&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go collect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double talkin' jive&lt;br /&gt;Get the money motherfucker&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got no more patience&lt;br /&gt;Double talkin'&lt;br /&gt;-I got (lies)-&lt;br /&gt;No more patience man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in town an'a all new friends&lt;br /&gt;They sayin' how ya been?&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up and outta place&lt;br /&gt;That's how I felt back then&lt;br /&gt;Double talkin' jive&lt;br /&gt;Get the money motherfucker&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got no more patience&lt;br /&gt;Double talkin'&lt;br /&gt;-I got (lies)-&lt;br /&gt;No more patience man&lt;br /&gt;You dig what I'm sayin'?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6790625355659667047?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6790625355659667047/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6790625355659667047' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6790625355659667047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An I've seen what I have seen&lt;br /&gt;I put the pen to the paper&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's all a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it a song or a casual conversation&lt;br /&gt;To hold my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Speaks of quiet reservations&lt;br /&gt;Your words once heard&lt;br /&gt;They can place you in a faction&lt;br /&gt;My words may disturb&lt;br /&gt;But at least there's a reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna kill&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna die&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna destroy&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I could get even&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I could give up&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I could give&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I never give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only for a while&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted this to happen&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to be a man&lt;br /&gt;So I hid inside my world&lt;br /&gt;I took what I could find&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I was lonely&lt;br /&gt;I fell down when I was blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't damn me&lt;br /&gt;When I speak a piece of mind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause silence isn't golden&lt;br /&gt;When I'm holding it inside&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;An I've seen what I have seen&lt;br /&gt;I put the pen to the paper&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's all a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever satisfy you&lt;br /&gt;An how can I ever make you see&lt;br /&gt;That deep inside we're all somebody&lt;br /&gt;And it don't matter who you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta smile I hope you comprehend&lt;br /&gt;For this man can say it happened&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this child has been condemned&lt;br /&gt;So I stepped into your world&lt;br /&gt;I kicked you in the mind&lt;br /&gt;An I'm the only witness&lt;br /&gt;To the nature of my crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look at what we've done&lt;br /&gt;To the innocent and young&lt;br /&gt;Whoa listen to who's talking&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're not the only ones&lt;br /&gt;The trash collected by the eyes&lt;br /&gt;And dumped into the brain&lt;br /&gt;Said it tears into our conscious thoughts&lt;br /&gt;You tell me who's to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't wanna hear me cryin'&lt;br /&gt;An I know you don't wanna hear me deny&lt;br /&gt;That your satisfaction lies in your illusions&lt;br /&gt;But your delusions are yours and not mine&lt;br /&gt;We take for granted we know the whole story&lt;br /&gt;We judge a book by its cover&lt;br /&gt;And read what we want&lt;br /&gt;Between selected lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hail me&lt;br /&gt;An don't idolize the ink&lt;br /&gt;Or I've failed in my Intentions&lt;br /&gt;Can you find the missing link&lt;br /&gt;Your only validation is in living your own life&lt;br /&gt;Vicarious existence is a fucking waste of time&lt;br /&gt;So I send this song to the offended&lt;br /&gt;I said what I meant and I've never pretended&lt;br /&gt;As so many others do intending just to please&lt;br /&gt;If I damned your point of view&lt;br /&gt;Could you turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't damn me&lt;br /&gt;When I speak a piece of mind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause silence isn't golden&lt;br /&gt;When I'm holding it inside&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;An I've seen what I have seen&lt;br /&gt;I put the pen to the paper&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's all a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Don't damn me&lt;br /&gt;I said don't damn me&lt;br /&gt;I said don't hail me&lt;br /&gt;I said Don't damn me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke 'em if you got 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that sucked&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5984062136825554631?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5984062136825554631/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5984062136825554631' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5984062136825554631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5984062136825554631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-damn-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Damn Me'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-2026812031359442363</id><published>2008-04-20T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:12:54.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Coma</title><content type='html'>Hey you caught me in a coma&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I wanna&lt;br /&gt;Ever come back to this...world again&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like it in a coma&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one's ever gonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, make me come back to this...world again&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel as if I'm floating away&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel all the pressure&lt;br /&gt;And I like it this way&lt;br /&gt;But my body's callin'&lt;br /&gt;My body's callin'&lt;br /&gt;Won't ya come back to this...world again&lt;br /&gt;Suspended deep in a sea of black&lt;br /&gt;I've got the light at the end&lt;br /&gt;I've got the bones on the mast&lt;br /&gt;Well I've gone sailin', I've gone sailin'&lt;br /&gt;I could leave so easily&lt;br /&gt;While friends are calling back to me&lt;br /&gt;I said they're&lt;br /&gt;They're leaving it all up to me&lt;br /&gt;When all I needed was clarity&lt;br /&gt;And someone to tell me&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is going on&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slippin' farther an farther away&lt;br /&gt;It's a miracle how long we can stay&lt;br /&gt;In a world our minds created&lt;br /&gt;In a world that's full of shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me&lt;br /&gt;Help me&lt;br /&gt;Help me&lt;br /&gt;Help me&lt;br /&gt;Bastard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand me&lt;br /&gt;I'm climbin' through the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of all my twisted dreams&lt;br /&gt;But this cheap investigation just can't&lt;br /&gt;stifle all my screams&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waitin' at the crossroads&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Where are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna bother me anymore&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna mess with my head no more&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand what all the fightin's for&lt;br /&gt;But it's so nice here down off the shore&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's nothing to see&lt;br /&gt;It's peaceful here and it's fine with me&lt;br /&gt;Not like the world where I used to live&lt;br /&gt;I never really wanted to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zap him again&lt;br /&gt;Zap the son of a bitch again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya live your life like it's a coma&lt;br /&gt;So won't you tell me why we'd wanna&lt;br /&gt;With all the reasons you give it's&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;But who am I to tell you that I've seen&lt;br /&gt;any reason why you should stay&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'd be better off without you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a one way ticket&lt;br /&gt;On your last chance ride&lt;br /&gt;Gotta one way ticket&lt;br /&gt;To your suicide&lt;br /&gt;Gotta one way ticket&lt;br /&gt;An there's no way out alive&lt;br /&gt;An all this crass communication&lt;br /&gt;That has left you in the cold&lt;br /&gt;Isn't much for consolation&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so weak and old&lt;br /&gt;But if home is where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;Then there's stories to be told&lt;br /&gt;No you don't need a doctor&lt;br /&gt;No one else can heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got your mind in submission&lt;br /&gt;Got your life on the line&lt;br /&gt;But nobody pulled the trigger&lt;br /&gt;They just stepped aside&lt;br /&gt;They be down by the water&lt;br /&gt;While you watch 'em waving goodbye&lt;br /&gt;They be callin' in the morning&lt;br /&gt;They be hangin' on the phone&lt;br /&gt;They be waiting for an answer&lt;br /&gt;When you know nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;And when the bell's stopped ringing&lt;br /&gt;It was nobody's fault but your own&lt;br /&gt;There were always ample warnings&lt;br /&gt;There were always subtle signs&lt;br /&gt;And you would have seen it comin'&lt;br /&gt;But we gave you too much time&lt;br /&gt;And when you said that no one's listening&lt;br /&gt;Why'd your best friend drop a dime&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we get so tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a way to spend our time&lt;br /&gt;An "It's so easy" to be social&lt;br /&gt;"It's so easy" to be cool&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's easy to be hungry&lt;br /&gt;When you ain't got shit to lose&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that I could help you&lt;br /&gt;With what you hope to find&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still out here waiting&lt;br /&gt;Watching reruns of my life&lt;br /&gt;When you reach the point of breaking&lt;br /&gt;Know it's gonna take some time&lt;br /&gt;To heal the broken memories&lt;br /&gt;That another man would need&lt;br /&gt;Just to survive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-2026812031359442363?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2026812031359442363/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=2026812031359442363' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/2026812031359442363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/2026812031359442363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/coma.html' title='Coma'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1395987313283386671</id><published>2008-04-20T03:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:13:12.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Civil War</title><content type='html'>What we've got here is failure to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;Some men you just can't reach...&lt;br /&gt;So, you get what we had here last week,&lt;br /&gt;Which is the way he wants it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he gets it !&lt;br /&gt;N' I don't like it any more than you men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your young men fighting&lt;br /&gt;Look at your women crying&lt;br /&gt;Look at your young men dying&lt;br /&gt;The way they've always done before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the hate we're breeding&lt;br /&gt;Look at the fear we're feeding&lt;br /&gt;Look at the lives we're leading&lt;br /&gt;The way we've always done before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied&lt;br /&gt;The billions shift from side to side&lt;br /&gt;And the wars go on with brainwashed pride&lt;br /&gt;For the love of God and our human rights&lt;br /&gt;And all these things are swept aside&lt;br /&gt;By bloody hands time can't deny&lt;br /&gt;And are washed away by your genocide&lt;br /&gt;And history hides the lies of our civil wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'you wear a black armband&lt;br /&gt;When they shot the man&lt;br /&gt;Who said "Peace could last forever"&lt;br /&gt;And in my first memories&lt;br /&gt;They shot Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;I went numb when I learned to see&lt;br /&gt;So I never fell for Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all&lt;br /&gt;That you can't trust freedom&lt;br /&gt;When it's not in your hands&lt;br /&gt;When everybody's fightin'&lt;br /&gt;For their promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;It feeds the rich while it buries the poor&lt;br /&gt;You're power hungry sellin' soldiers&lt;br /&gt;In a human grocery store&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that fresh&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the shoes you're filling&lt;br /&gt;Look at the blood we're spilling&lt;br /&gt;Look at the world we're killing&lt;br /&gt;The way we've always done before&lt;br /&gt;Look in the doubt we've wallowed&lt;br /&gt;Look at the leaders we've followed&lt;br /&gt;Look at the lies we've swallowed&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to hear no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied&lt;br /&gt;For all I've seen has changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;But still the wars go on as the years go by&lt;br /&gt;With no love of God or our human rights&lt;br /&gt;and all these dreams are swept aside&lt;br /&gt;By bloody hands of the hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;Who carry the cross of homicide&lt;br /&gt;And history bears the scars of our civil wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practice selective annihilation&lt;br /&gt;Of mayors and government officials&lt;br /&gt;For example to create a vacuum&lt;br /&gt;Then we fill that vacuum&lt;br /&gt;As popular war advances&lt;br /&gt;Peace is closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;It feeds the rich while it buries the poor&lt;br /&gt;You're power hungry sellin' soldiers&lt;br /&gt;In a human grocery store&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that fresh&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;You're power hungry sellin' soldiers&lt;br /&gt;In a human grocery store&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that fresh&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your civil war&lt;br /&gt;I don't need one more war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need one more war&lt;br /&gt;Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1395987313283386671?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1395987313283386671/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1395987313283386671' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1395987313283386671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1395987313283386671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/civil-war.html' title='Civil War'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-8283385500406957457</id><published>2008-04-20T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:13:48.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Cats In The Cradle</title><content type='html'>My child arrived just the other day&lt;br /&gt;Came to the world in the usual way&lt;br /&gt;But there were planes to catch and bills to pay&lt;br /&gt;He learned to walk while I was away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talkin' 'fore I knew it&lt;br /&gt;And as he grew he said,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be like you, Dad,&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm gonna be like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,&lt;br /&gt;Little boy blue and the man on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;When you comin' home?'&lt;br /&gt;'Son, I don't know when, but we'll get together then.&lt;br /&gt;You know we'll have a good time then.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son turned ten just the other day.&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Thanks for the ball, Dad. Come on, let's play.&lt;br /&gt;Can you teach me to throw?'&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Not today. I got a lot to do.'&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'That's okay.'&lt;br /&gt;And then he walked away but the smile never dimmed and he said,&lt;br /&gt;'You know, I'm gonna be like him, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm gonna be like him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he came from college just the other day,&lt;br /&gt;So much like a man, I just had to say,&lt;br /&gt;'I'm proud of you. Could you sit for a while?'&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head and he said with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;'What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys.&lt;br /&gt;See you later. Can I have them please?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long since retired, my son's moved away.&lt;br /&gt;I called him up just the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'I'd like to see you, if you don't mind.'&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'I'd love to, Dad, if I could find the time.&lt;br /&gt;You see my new job's a hassle and the kids have the flu,&lt;br /&gt;But it's sure nice talkin' to you, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;It's been sure nice talkin' to you.'&lt;br /&gt;And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me,&lt;br /&gt;He'd grown up just like me.&lt;br /&gt;My boy was just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-8283385500406957457?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8283385500406957457/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=8283385500406957457' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/8283385500406957457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/8283385500406957457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/cats-in-cradle.html' title='Cats In The Cradle'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-7742333977536045753</id><published>2008-04-20T03:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:14:07.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Catcher In The Rye</title><content type='html'>When all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;We're not the only ones&lt;br /&gt;Who look at life this way&lt;br /&gt;That's what the old folks say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every time I’d see them&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish I had a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I thought that I was crazy&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'd have more fun&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'd have more fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Catcher in the Rye again&lt;br /&gt;won't let ya get away from his gun&lt;br /&gt;It's just another day like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide&lt;br /&gt;If I don't have to&lt;br /&gt;Then they'll find&lt;br /&gt;And I won't ask you&lt;br /&gt;At anytime&lt;br /&gt;Or long thereafter&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;I'll be wrapped up in&lt;br /&gt;into me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Catcher in the Rye again&lt;br /&gt;won't let ya get away from his gun&lt;br /&gt;It's just another day like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;We're not the only ones&lt;br /&gt;Who look at life this way&lt;br /&gt;That's what the young folks say&lt;br /&gt;As if they'd ever change&lt;br /&gt;That's not whom I to say&lt;br /&gt;But every time I'd see them&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish I had a gun&lt;br /&gt;If I thought that I was crazy&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'd have more fun&lt;br /&gt;It's what used to be's not there for me&lt;br /&gt;And ought to find someone that belongs insane like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;Not at all (repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;Not in an ordinary way&lt;br /&gt;All at once the song I heard&lt;br /&gt;No longer wouldn't play for anybody&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;That needed comfort from somebody&lt;br /&gt;Needed comfort from someone who cared&lt;br /&gt;To be&lt;br /&gt;Not like you&lt;br /&gt;And Unlike me&lt;br /&gt;And then then voices ran away&lt;br /&gt;From me&lt;br /&gt;So now you set the wheels in motion&lt;br /&gt;It Haunts our memories&lt;br /&gt;You were the instrument&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;How a body tipped a bottle&lt;br /&gt;And Gave that boy a gun&lt;br /&gt;You Took our innocence&lt;br /&gt;Beyond our scabs        &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the only thing&lt;br /&gt;You got at all&lt;br /&gt;When no one else is there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-7742333977536045753?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7742333977536045753/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=7742333977536045753' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7742333977536045753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7742333977536045753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/catcher-in-rye.html' title='Catcher In The Rye'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-7394338230490809716</id><published>2008-04-20T03:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:14:25.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Buick Makane (Big Dumb Sex)</title><content type='html'>Buick&lt;br /&gt;Buick&lt;br /&gt;Buick Mackane will ya&lt;br /&gt;Buick Mackane will ya be my girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh, be my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy lady&lt;br /&gt;Queen of the rock will ya&lt;br /&gt;Queen of the rock will ya&lt;br /&gt;Help me roll&lt;br /&gt;Help me roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(spoken)&lt;br /&gt;See my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sire, sire&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sexual goddess&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sexual goddess&lt;br /&gt;Be my plane&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buick&lt;br /&gt;Buick&lt;br /&gt;Buick Mackane will ya&lt;br /&gt;Buick Mackane will ya be my girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh, be my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-7394338230490809716?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7394338230490809716/comments/default' title='Poskan 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6180088683375025247</id><published>2008-04-20T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:14:40.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Breakdown</title><content type='html'>We all come in from the cold&lt;br /&gt;We come down from the wire&lt;br /&gt;An everybody warms themselves&lt;br /&gt;to a different fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sometimes we get burned&lt;br /&gt;You'd think sometime we'd learn&lt;br /&gt;The one you love is the one&lt;br /&gt;That should take you higher&lt;br /&gt;You ain't got no one&lt;br /&gt;You better go back out and find her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like children hidin' in a closet&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell what's goin' on outside&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track&lt;br /&gt;We'll get taken for a ride&lt;br /&gt;By a parlor trick or some words of wit&lt;br /&gt;A hidden hand up a sleeve&lt;br /&gt;To think the one you love&lt;br /&gt;could hurt you now&lt;br /&gt;Is a little hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;But everybody darlin' sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Bites the hand that feeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look around&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always brings me down&lt;br /&gt;Well is it them or me&lt;br /&gt;Well I just can't see&lt;br /&gt;But there ain't no peace to found&lt;br /&gt;But if someone really cared&lt;br /&gt;Well they'd take the time to spare&lt;br /&gt;A moment to try and understand&lt;br /&gt;Another one's despair&lt;br /&gt;Remember in this game we call life&lt;br /&gt;That no one said it's fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear it now&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;let me hear it now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear it now&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;let me hear it now&lt;br /&gt;Get down with yo' bad self&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to know the cold&lt;br /&gt;I think of it as home&lt;br /&gt;When there ain't enough of me to go around&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be left alone&lt;br /&gt;But if I call you out of habit I'm out of love and&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have it&lt;br /&gt;Would you give it to me if I fit your needs&lt;br /&gt;Like when we both knew we had it&lt;br /&gt;But now the damage's done&lt;br /&gt;And we're back out on the run&lt;br /&gt;Fun how ev'rything was roses&lt;br /&gt;When we held on to the guns&lt;br /&gt;Just because you're winnin'&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean you're the lucky ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear it now&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There goes the challenger being chased&lt;br /&gt;By the blue blue meanies on wheels&lt;br /&gt;The vicious traffic squad cars are after&lt;br /&gt;our lone driver&lt;br /&gt;The last American hero&lt;br /&gt;The-the electric centaur&lt;br /&gt;The demi-god,&lt;br /&gt;The super driver of the golden west!&lt;br /&gt;Two nasty Nazi cars are close behind&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful lone driver&lt;br /&gt;The police cars are getting closer-closer...&lt;br /&gt;Closer to our soul hero in his soul mobile&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;They about to strike, They gonna get him,&lt;br /&gt;Smash! Rape!&lt;br /&gt;The last beautiful free soul on this planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...it is written if the Evil Spirit arms the Tiger with claws&lt;br /&gt;Brahman provideth wings for the Dove&lt;br /&gt;Thus spake the Super Guru" *&lt;br /&gt;"Did you hear that"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6180088683375025247?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6180088683375025247/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6180088683375025247' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6180088683375025247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6180088683375025247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/breakdown.html' title='Breakdown'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-3541411545330177141</id><published>2008-04-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:15:01.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>black leather</title><content type='html'>Well she's all geared up&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' down the street&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel the slime&lt;br /&gt;Drippin' down her sleeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't choose what she's gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't choose what she's gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's late at night&lt;br /&gt;And I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;And I can hear her boots&lt;br /&gt;As she's near her home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't choose what she's gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't choose what she's gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Scratch, scratch&lt;br /&gt;She's clawing at the door&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Crack, crack&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' so sore&lt;br /&gt;I never should've asked for&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can try to hide&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get far&lt;br /&gt;You can let her in&lt;br /&gt;And you start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't choose what she's gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't refuse&lt;br /&gt;and you just can't choose what she's gonna do&lt;br /&gt;Scratch, scratch&lt;br /&gt;She's clawing at the door&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Crack, crack&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelin' so sore&lt;br /&gt;I never should've asked for&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Leather&lt;br /&gt;(repeat 8 times)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3541411545330177141?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3541411545330177141/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=3541411545330177141' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3541411545330177141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3541411545330177141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/black-leather.html' title='black leather'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-8206346062369030368</id><published>2008-04-20T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:15:19.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>better</title><content type='html'>No one ever told me when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;They just thought I'd know better.. better...(axl-oooooouuuu)&lt;br /&gt;No one ever told me when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;They just thought I'd know better.. better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part, this troubled heart has never yet been through now,&lt;br /&gt;To heal the scars that got their start inside someone like you now,&lt;br /&gt;But had I known or I'd been shown back when I longed you'd take me,&lt;br /&gt;To break the charge that brought me home...&lt;br /&gt;that, all but would erase me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would not thought I could&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you'd pay me&lt;br /&gt;replay the part&lt;br /&gt;You stole my heart&lt;br /&gt;I should have known you're crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all I knew was that with you&lt;br /&gt;I'd want someone to save me&lt;br /&gt;It'd be enough,&lt;br /&gt;But just my luck&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love and baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you better&lt;br /&gt;You know I know better&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bittersweet, this tragedy wont ask for absolution,&lt;br /&gt;This melody inside of me, still searches for solution,&lt;br /&gt;A twist of fate, the change of heart kills my infatuation,&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart provides the spark for my determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever told me when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;They just thought I'd know better, better...(axl- ooouuuuuu)&lt;br /&gt;No one ever told me when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;They just thought I'd know better, better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted, was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know ,you know,you know better,You know, I know ,you know better,&lt;br /&gt;Now you know me better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted you to be so full of anger (echo-anger)&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted you to be somebody else&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted you to be someone afraid to know themselves&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted you to see things for yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted, was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you better&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we all know better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know better&lt;br /&gt;I know better&lt;br /&gt;I know better&lt;br /&gt;I know better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were you, I'd manage to avoid the invitation&lt;br /&gt;Of promised love that can't keep up with your adoration&lt;br /&gt;Just use your head, and in the end you'll find your inspiration&lt;br /&gt;To choose your steps and won't regret this kind of aggravation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever told me when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;They just thought I'd know better.. better...&lt;br /&gt;No one ever told me when I was alone&lt;br /&gt;They just thought I'd know better.. better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-8206346062369030368?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8206346062369030368/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=8206346062369030368' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/8206346062369030368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/8206346062369030368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/better.html' title='better'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-3111951833607523365</id><published>2008-04-20T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:15:33.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Bad Obsession</title><content type='html'>I can't stop thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;Thinking 'bout sinkin'&lt;br /&gt;Sinkin' down into my bed&lt;br /&gt;I call my mother&lt;br /&gt;She's just a cunt now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I'm sick in the head&lt;br /&gt;She said you ain't special&lt;br /&gt;So who you foolin'&lt;br /&gt;Don't try ta give me a line&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop thinkin' 'bout&lt;br /&gt;seein' ya one more time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;But I already left you&lt;br /&gt;And you're better off left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin'&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin'&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad you're fucked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be wasted&lt;br /&gt;Always tried to take it&lt;br /&gt;Take it down into my vein&lt;br /&gt;I call the doctor&lt;br /&gt;He's just another&lt;br /&gt;He said I'm sick in the brain&lt;br /&gt;He said you ain't special&lt;br /&gt;So who you foolin'&lt;br /&gt;Don't try ta give me a line&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop thinkin' 'bout&lt;br /&gt;doin' it one more time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;But I already left you&lt;br /&gt;And you're better off left behind&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw it's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin'&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin'&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a&lt;br /&gt;It's a&lt;br /&gt;Heads up&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin'&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;Now it's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin'&lt;br /&gt;It's always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop thinkin' 'bout&lt;br /&gt;doin' it one more time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no)&lt;br /&gt;See I already left you&lt;br /&gt;And you're better off left behind&lt;br /&gt;(Oh no, oh no)&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad obsession&lt;br /&gt;And you're always messin' my mind&lt;br /&gt;See I already left you&lt;br /&gt;And you're better off left behind&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh...no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll do better next time&lt;br /&gt;PUNK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3111951833607523365?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3111951833607523365/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=3111951833607523365' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3111951833607523365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3111951833607523365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-obsession.html' title='Bad Obsession'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-4087629814988937473</id><published>2008-04-19T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:16:00.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Bad Apples</title><content type='html'>Diamonds and fast cars&lt;br /&gt;Money to burn&lt;br /&gt;I got my head in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;I got these thoughts to churn&lt;br /&gt;Got my feet in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I got a house on the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a headache like a mother&lt;br /&gt;Twice the price of my thrills&lt;br /&gt;An it's a cold day, it's a continental drift&lt;br /&gt;I said this traffic is hell&lt;br /&gt;Can you give me a lift&lt;br /&gt;An I'll try to paint a story&lt;br /&gt;Got your pictures to tell&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you got to make a living&lt;br /&gt;With what you bring yourself to sell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some genuine&lt;br /&gt;Imitation&lt;br /&gt;Bad ApplesFree sample&lt;br /&gt;For your peace o' mind&lt;br /&gt;Only $9.95I got my camera back from customs&lt;br /&gt;Got my law fees up to date&lt;br /&gt;Hell they musta seen me comin'&lt;br /&gt;Ain't this life so fuckin' great&lt;br /&gt;When the shit hit the fanIt was all&lt;br /&gt;I could stand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer&lt;br /&gt;My body's breathing while it can&lt;br /&gt;But what I don't understand is that&lt;br /&gt;My world ain't gettin' no brighter&lt;br /&gt;If I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Well I would float on by&lt;br /&gt;While everybody's talkin'&lt;br /&gt;Hell I'm just another guy&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to me&lt;br /&gt;I'd say just leave me be&lt;br /&gt;Why let one bad apple&lt;br /&gt;Spoil the whole damn bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold and caviar&lt;br /&gt;Now why'nt you pour my apathy&lt;br /&gt;I'd have all my bases covered&lt;br /&gt;If I could teach my hands to see&lt;br /&gt;But now we're down in the deep end&lt;br /&gt;Where they'd love to watch you drown&lt;br /&gt;I said your laundry could use washing&lt;br /&gt;We'll hang it up all over town&lt;br /&gt;I said Hollywood's like a dryer&lt;br /&gt;An we're down on Sunset Strip&lt;br /&gt;An you'll be suckin' down the Clorox'&lt;br /&gt;Til your life's all nice and crisp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the shit hit the fan&lt;br /&gt;It was all I could stand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer&lt;br /&gt;My body's breathing while it can&lt;br /&gt;But what I don't understand is that&lt;br /&gt;My world ain't gettin' no brighter&lt;br /&gt;If I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Well I would float on by&lt;br /&gt;While everybody's talkin'&lt;br /&gt;Hell I'm just another guy&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to me&lt;br /&gt;I'd say just leave me be&lt;br /&gt;Why let one bad apple&lt;br /&gt;Spoil the whole damn bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the shit hit the fan&lt;br /&gt;It was all I could stand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer&lt;br /&gt;My body's breathing while it can&lt;br /&gt;But what I don't understand is that&lt;br /&gt;My world ain't gettin' no brighter&lt;br /&gt;If I could touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Well I would float on by&lt;br /&gt;While everybody's talkin'&lt;br /&gt;Hell I'm just another guy&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to me&lt;br /&gt;I'd say just leave me be&lt;br /&gt;Why let one bad apple&lt;br /&gt;Spoil the whole damn bunch&lt;br /&gt;Why let one bad apple&lt;br /&gt;Spoil the whole damn bunchBoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-4087629814988937473?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4087629814988937473/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=4087629814988937473' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4087629814988937473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/4087629814988937473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-apples.html' title='Bad Apples'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-5921764424507196888</id><published>2008-04-19T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:16:15.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Back Off Bitch</title><content type='html'>Oh baby, pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh honey, you let me down honey&lt;br /&gt;I ain't playin' childhood games no more&lt;br /&gt;I said it's time for me to even the score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stake your claim, your claim to fame&lt;br /&gt;But baby call another name&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the fire, and taste the flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch&lt;br /&gt;You better back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Face of an angel with the love of a witch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Cheap heartbreaker, broken backed,&lt;br /&gt;Nasty ballbreaker, stay out of my bed,outta my head&lt;br /&gt;If it's lovin' you, I'm better off dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch&lt;br /&gt;You better back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Face of an angel with the love of a witch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitchBack off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions ripped, gone on a binge&lt;br /&gt;Life lipped, I said you're off the hinge&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' lies of such fame and glory&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna hear your story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch&lt;br /&gt;You better back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Face of an angel with the love of a witch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a pity that you're such a bitch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;It's time to burn-burn the witch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Back off, back off bitch&lt;br /&gt;Bitch&lt;br /&gt;Bitch&lt;br /&gt;Bitch&lt;br /&gt;Bitch&lt;br /&gt;Hey wha'd'ya think he's tryin' to say thereanyway?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's something each person'ss'posed to take in their own special way&lt;br /&gt;Fucking bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5921764424507196888?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5921764424507196888/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5921764424507196888' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5921764424507196888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5921764424507196888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-off-bitch.html' title='Back Off Bitch'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-5946874790762682853</id><published>2008-04-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:17:33.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;AttitudeSome fuckin' attitude&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what you say to me&lt;br /&gt;You've got some attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside that bitter brain&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be a whore&lt;br /&gt;If you don't shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna feel the floor, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude, what you've got&lt;br /&gt;Some fuckin' attitude&lt;br /&gt;Attitude's what you've gotSome fuckin' attitude&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside that bitter brain&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be a whore&lt;br /&gt;If you don't shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna feel the mutha fuckin' guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, attitudeSome fuckin' attitude&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what you say to me&lt;br /&gt;You've got some attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, attitudeSome fuckin' attitude&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what you say to me&lt;br /&gt;You've got some attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-5946874790762682853?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/5946874790762682853/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=5946874790762682853' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5946874790762682853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/5946874790762682853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1936769543163801020</id><published>2008-04-19T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:18:30.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Anything Goes</title><content type='html'>I been thinkin' bout&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' bout sex&lt;br /&gt;Always hungry for somethin'&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't had yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe baby you got somethin' to lose&lt;br /&gt;Well I got somethin',&lt;br /&gt;I got somethin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panties 'round your knees&lt;br /&gt;With your ass debris&lt;br /&gt;Doin' dat grind with a push and squeeze&lt;br /&gt;Tied up, tied down, up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;Be my rubbermade baby&lt;br /&gt;An' we can do it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way - your way&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes tonight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Goes Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Anything Goes,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1936769543163801020?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1936769543163801020/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1936769543163801020' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1936769543163801020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1936769543163801020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/anything-goes.html' title='Anything Goes'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-682426189797682617</id><published>2008-04-19T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:18:48.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Ain't It Fun</title><content type='html'>Ain't it fun when you're always on the run&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you get so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..that you can't come&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such fun [10 times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you stuck it too deep into something so deepinto something that really stung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such fun&lt;br /&gt;Well, so you come up to me and spit right in my face&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even feel it&lt;br /&gt;It was such a disgrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I punched my fist right through the glass&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even feel it&lt;br /&gt;It happened so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such fun [12 times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on the ege&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ain't it fun when you broken up every band that you ever begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die youngIt's such fun&lt;br /&gt;Such fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-682426189797682617?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/682426189797682617/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=682426189797682617' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/682426189797682617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/682426189797682617'/><link rel='alternate' 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i hate&lt;br /&gt;what you need is a plastic doll with a fresh coat of paint&lt;br /&gt;whose gonna sit through the night and just always act so quaint&lt;br /&gt;umne head eh yeahohhh yeah well uh&lt;br /&gt;its your new friend you're really making a scene&lt;br /&gt;and I see you prowlin in a round I'm gonna take you to my knee&lt;br /&gt;but you know that&lt;br /&gt;there's just a reeling never really what they mean&lt;br /&gt;but you can try to generate some heart, then you'll see just what I mean&lt;br /&gt;dobbie dobbie doobie yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nd if I've acted like a king don't ya know it's cos uh I'm a human being&lt;br /&gt;and if I want too many things don't ya know it's cos I'm a human being&lt;br /&gt;and if i've got to dream don't you know it's cos I'm a human being&lt;br /&gt;and when it gets a bit obscene don't ya know it's cos, I'm a human being&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta walk around with my head up town&lt;br /&gt;just like a human.. one _more_ human being&lt;br /&gt;I can hold my head so HIGH&lt;br /&gt;just like a human, a riff raff human being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't ya gimme a little sip- why won't you gimme a drag of that cigarette&lt;br /&gt;why don't you try to drive me home , and then uh, never ever forget&lt;br /&gt;but now, don't you blow it all on a million dollar bet&lt;br /&gt;because you're liable to lose it on a bet&lt;br /&gt;that you've never had yetno bababt baby ohyeah&lt;br /&gt;and if i've acted like a king don't ya know it's cos i'm ahuman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact ya tell me it's not the human race&lt;br /&gt;ya tryin to tell me I'm a big disgrace&lt;br /&gt;ah baby yeah yeah yeah ...fuck em fuck em fuck em allll ow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guitar solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I may think that this's all really just a do a part of me in&lt;br /&gt;it may be at the top of your manifest. every little that I mean but i kep&lt;br /&gt;tdiscover that with history baby I'm just what I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;see that though I might take to those bare magazines or the Hollywood rating&lt;br /&gt;machineoh baby baby oh yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guitar solo#2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a human bein ect HA HA HA ha ooohhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;i'm a human bein yeah&lt;br /&gt;oooooooo yeahaaaoowww yeah&lt;br /&gt;i'm a human bein yeah&lt;br /&gt;im a im a im a wowo i'm a human being yeah&lt;br /&gt;owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;hmore kazoo madness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1607629716820037144?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1607629716820037144/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1607629716820037144' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1607629716820037144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1607629716820037144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/human-being.html' title='Human Being'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-3455667579028211807</id><published>2008-04-19T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:22:01.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Down On The Farm</title><content type='html'>All I need is some inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Before I do somebody some harm&lt;br /&gt;I feel just like a vegetable&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody comes to see me&lt;br /&gt;Nobody here to turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I ain't even got a lover&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me to get healthy&lt;br /&gt;They told me to get some sun&lt;br /&gt;But boredom eats me like catsup&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking lemonade shanty&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no body gonna do me harm&lt;br /&gt;But I'm like a fish out of water&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write a thousand letters'til my fingers all gone numb&lt;br /&gt;But I never see no postman&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my baby on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;I say come down and have some fun&lt;br /&gt;But she knows what the score is&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fall in love with a wheat field&lt;br /&gt;I can't fall in love with a barn&lt;br /&gt;When everything smells like horse shit&lt;br /&gt;Down here on the farmBlue skies and swimming pools&lt;br /&gt;Add so much charm&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather be back in Soho&lt;br /&gt;Than down here on the farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fucking farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you born in a fucking barn or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3455667579028211807?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3455667579028211807/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=3455667579028211807' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3455667579028211807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3455667579028211807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/down-on-farm.html' title='Down On The Farm'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-7391350242275365625</id><published>2008-04-19T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:22:30.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>New Rose</title><content type='html'>(spoken) Is she really going out with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda strange,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a stormy seaI don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I guess these things've gotta be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new rose,&lt;br /&gt;I got it goodYes,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I always would&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop to mess around&lt;br /&gt;I got a brand new rose in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sun, see the sunny skies&lt;br /&gt;Don't get too close, it'll burn your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't you run away that way&lt;br /&gt;Come back another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought this could happen to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a strange washing machine&lt;br /&gt;I never served somebody this sane&lt;br /&gt;I'll never, never, never be too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat first verse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Duff sings the second and third verses a little differently fromthe original]&lt;a href="http://lyrics.rockmagic.net/lyrics/guns_n_roses/the_spaghetti_incident_1993.html#top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-7391350242275365625?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7391350242275365625/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=7391350242275365625' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7391350242275365625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/7391350242275365625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-rose.html' title='New Rose'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6365446946848554369</id><published>2008-04-19T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:22:59.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Since I Don't Have You</title><content type='html'>I don't have plans and schemes,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything,&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have fond desires,and&lt;br /&gt;I don't have happy hours.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything,&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness, and&lt;br /&gt;I guess,I never will again.&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out on me,&lt;br /&gt;In walked ol' misery,&lt;br /&gt;And he's been here since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) Yeah, we're fucked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have love to share,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have one who cares.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything,&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you, oh, oh!&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you, oh, oh!&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you, oh, oh!&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you, oh, oh!&lt;br /&gt;You, you, you, oh yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6365446946848554369?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6365446946848554369/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6365446946848554369' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6365446946848554369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6365446946848554369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/since-i-dont-have-you.html' title='Since I Don&apos;t Have You'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1616924539799525368</id><published>2008-04-19T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:23:12.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>Fight to survive</title><content type='html'>And it all began the day that he was born&lt;br /&gt;The boy looks up the sky's blue the sun so warm&lt;br /&gt;At time spent (that's numbered)&lt;br /&gt;The young ones on the loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clock keeps turning , times start spinning fast&lt;br /&gt;Cooling off his burning fire, through his soul&lt;br /&gt;He brings on hope, fight for survival&lt;br /&gt;You saw the frantic and he sees it falling down&lt;br /&gt;He feels the emptiness that pushes him towards the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch:Oh, bring out your shield&lt;br /&gt;Raise high your swordFight to survive&lt;br /&gt;Run, plea for your lifeLook toward the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fight to surviveAs you walk along the shore&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts run by&lt;br /&gt;The questions are your empty thoughtsthoughts deep inside and you feel like thunder&lt;br /&gt;Since you are on the loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the times keep going lives fly by fast&lt;br /&gt;Then you feel you're growing tired&lt;br /&gt;You say no, look toward the sun, fight for survival&lt;br /&gt;You saw the frantic and he sees it falling down&lt;br /&gt;He feels the emptiness that pushes him towards the ground&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1616924539799525368?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1616924539799525368/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1616924539799525368' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1616924539799525368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1616924539799525368'/><link 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ever asking&lt;br /&gt;For one little thing&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus:The power and glory have risen again&lt;br /&gt;The king is here on his throne&lt;br /&gt;The power and glory was all that remained&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over now it's overChorus:&lt;br /&gt;Cry it out in the nightFor all the fallen men&lt;br /&gt;Shout it out loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;For all the fallen men&lt;br /&gt;The flowers they had died out&lt;br /&gt;Where the battle took place&lt;br /&gt;It's all been deserted&lt;br /&gt;A place for the deadIf you listen to the wind&lt;br /&gt;You can hear them cry&lt;br /&gt;The sound of soldiers screaming in the night&lt;br /&gt;Pre ChChChR&lt;br /&gt;epeat chorus fade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-2962678913205123291?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-3681995317613869562</id><published>2008-04-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:24:51.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Lion'/><title type='text'>All burn in hell</title><content type='html'>Oh, why don't you just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Your the kind I choose not to know&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to see you I am&lt;br /&gt;Your the kind that just tries to (command)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to fool me and make me look so blind&lt;br /&gt;And you told so many stories&lt;br /&gt;But the lies you told were only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Now I ride into the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All burn in hell&lt;br /&gt;You're choosing wellAll burn in hell&lt;br /&gt;You fall and (fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're still in demand&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you're a small frayed end&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't want to be left alone&lt;br /&gt;I know your rotten (goal) will unfold&lt;br /&gt;You (demaned) me the things&lt;br /&gt;I can (obey)&lt;br /&gt;Now you're begging me for glory&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me this has always been the way&lt;br /&gt;The final chapter of the storyChRepeat ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-3681995317613869562?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/3681995317613869562/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=3681995317613869562' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3681995317613869562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/3681995317613869562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-burn-in-hell.html' title='All burn in hell'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-2971713736635077965</id><published>2008-04-19T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:26:31.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Wind Of Change</title><content type='html'>I follow the Moskva&lt;br /&gt;Down to Gorky Park&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An August summer night&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers passing by&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is closing in&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think&lt;br /&gt;That we could be so close, like brothers&lt;br /&gt;The future's in the air&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Blowing with the wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;br /&gt;On a glory night&lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream awayin the wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;Distant memories&lt;br /&gt;Are buried in the past forever&lt;br /&gt;I follow the Moskva&lt;br /&gt;Down to Gorky Park&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;br /&gt;On a glory night&lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams&lt;br /&gt;With you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;br /&gt;On a glory night&lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream awayin the wind of change&lt;br /&gt;The wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blows straight into the face of time&lt;br /&gt;Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell&lt;br /&gt;For peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Let your balalaika sing&lt;br /&gt;What my guitar wants to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;br /&gt;On a glory night&lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams&lt;br /&gt;With you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;br /&gt;On a glory night&lt;br /&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream awayin the wind of change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-2971713736635077965?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-1161779754784700659</id><published>2008-04-19T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:26:55.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scorpion'/><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange the cold days for the sun&lt;br /&gt;A good time and fun&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange your troubles for some love&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you far away&lt;br /&gt;You'd like a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the sun you will come&lt;br /&gt;To the island without name&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the sun be welcome&lt;br /&gt;On the island many miles away from home&lt;br /&gt;Be welcome on the island without name&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the sun you will come&lt;br /&gt;To the island many miles away from home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-1161779754784700659?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1161779754784700659/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=1161779754784700659' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1161779754784700659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/1161779754784700659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6164521895217128882</id><published>2008-04-19T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:28:55.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>14 Years Lyrics</title><content type='html'>I try and feel the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;You bring the rain&lt;br /&gt;You try and hold me down&lt;br /&gt;With your complaints&lt;br /&gt;You cry and moan and complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You whine an tear&lt;br /&gt;Up to my neck in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;The touch you bring&lt;br /&gt;You just don't step inside to 14 years&lt;br /&gt;So hard to keep my own head... that's what&lt;br /&gt;I sayYou know...I've been the beggar...&lt;br /&gt;I've played the thief&lt;br /&gt;I was the dog...they all tried to beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's been14 years of silence&lt;br /&gt;It's been14 years of pain&lt;br /&gt;It's been14 years that are gone forever&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never have again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your stupid girlfriends tell you&lt;br /&gt;That I'm to blame&lt;br /&gt;Well they're all used-up has-beens&lt;br /&gt;Out of the game&lt;br /&gt;This time I'll have the last word&lt;br /&gt;You hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;I tried to see it your way&lt;br /&gt;It won't work today&lt;br /&gt;You just don't step inside to 14 years&lt;br /&gt;So hard to keep my own head...that's what&lt;br /&gt;I sayYou know...&lt;br /&gt;I've been the dealer...&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' on your street&lt;br /&gt;I was the dog...they all tried to beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's been14 years of silence&lt;br /&gt;It's been14 years of pain&lt;br /&gt;It's been14 years that are gone forever&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never have again&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit and contemplation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip's their trade&lt;br /&gt;If they knew half the real truth&lt;br /&gt;What would they say&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm past the point of concern&lt;br /&gt;It's time to play&lt;br /&gt;These last 4 years of madness&lt;br /&gt;Sure put me straight&lt;br /&gt;Don't get back 14 years&lt;br /&gt;In just one day&lt;br /&gt;So hard to keep my own head&lt;br /&gt;Just go away&lt;br /&gt;You know...just like a hooker she said&lt;br /&gt;Nothin's for free&lt;br /&gt;Oh I tried to see it your way&lt;br /&gt;I tried to see it your way&lt;div 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Lyrics'/><author><name>Nova</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEuzXXY9-fI/SN714wJwYOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nVzbskkkHxQ/S220/rhino.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1931133509377045949.post-6942215012855320876</id><published>2008-04-19T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:29:08.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G n R'/><title type='text'>Don't Cry (Alt. Lyrics) Lyrics</title><content type='html'>If we could see tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;What of your plans&lt;br /&gt;No one can live in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Ask all your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times that you took in stride&lt;br /&gt;They're back in demand&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who's washing&lt;br /&gt;Blood off your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;I still love you baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a heaven above you baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the things you wanted&lt;br /&gt;They're not what you have&lt;br /&gt;With all the people talkin' it's drivin' you mad&lt;br /&gt;If I was standin' by you how would you feel&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your love's decided&lt;br /&gt;And all love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a heaven above you baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could live in your world&lt;br /&gt;As years all went byWith all the voices&lt;br /&gt;I've heardSomething has died&lt;br /&gt;And when you're in need of someone&lt;br /&gt;My heart won't deny you&lt;br /&gt;So many seem so lonely&lt;br /&gt;With no one left to cry to baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a heaven above you baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;Baby maybe someday&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1931133509377045949-6942215012855320876?l=slowrocksongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6942215012855320876/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1931133509377045949&amp;postID=6942215012855320876' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6942215012855320876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1931133509377045949/posts/default/6942215012855320876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slowrocksongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-cry-alt-lyrics-lyrics.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry (Alt. 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