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Hell Of A Year Sage Francis It's been a hell of a year, but I'm mentally prepared To do a dance around the next couple medical scares I'm Fred Astaire with the metal wearing quickly off my tap shoes So I step quietly, the way that Good Fashion Sage Francis Dark lenses, tint the windows that are under my eyelids To hide from the light like I'm stuck in a fire pit Burning up a sigh, with no desire to live through these lies So I suffer in silence Culture of Crumble Sage Francis They'VE said it every year but this times it seems like The end is near and i'm in line to see the light How far does this black tunnel go I got a car but the gas is running low And as long as i've known High Step Sage Francis You can't make it to heaven with a high step You can't make it to heaven with a high step I played both sides of the field I was better at defense They put me out for special teams The college league wasn't Underground For Dummies Sage Francis From Lasienega to Meadowbrook Drive Never looked surprised Cut to the chase with metal hooks and knives Now it's battle time, I stepped in the arena Thirteen year old gladiator freak with a fever for Got Up This Morning Sage Francis Sage: It's not that what we're doing is wrong But let's try to keep this a secret Between me, you, and the song A menage a trois that sings to me Sinfully When god plays along Jolie Holland: What you want The Buzz Kill Sage Francis (Recorded Voice) You are listening to the heartbeat of the Sage Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second presentation As well as split second calculation To protect the future Hoofprints In The Sand Sage Francis this home," not "God damn thy neighbor" They can repeat history but can't recycle paper They don't see the forest or the trees, just skyscrapers Towels of Babel in a town full of cattle When I question Going Back To Rehab Sage Francis I used to dream a lot In search for meaning in a sleepwalk The only time I find myself having a deep talk But now I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death One can never rest depending on how up Midgets And Giants Sage Francis Hell no. Jah Didn't Kill Johnny Sage Francis Do shit Do remember, Holler at your boy Go back, a few weeks on this one. Go way way back This life aint for everyone, But for some of us. Yeah. Slow Down Gandhi Sage Francis And from up here I see Marines and Hummers on a conquest; Underdogs with wonderbras in a push-up contest, All for the sake of military recruitment. Gunz Yo Sage Francis now i'm starting to hate the quiet moments might remind you of a mike by the way i hold it (to the grill) a homophobic rapper unaware of the graphic nature of phallic symbols tragically ironic, suckin' Escape Artist Sage Francis magic in the breakdown baby In an effort to make 'em all see what I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look None of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread Lie Detector Test Sage Francis Got a caveman banging on my back door Got a hang man hanging on my front lawn Got an old maid wasting away in the living room Kids in the kitchen with their mouths full of silver spoons Got a paper full Ground Control Sage Francis Out of all of those who tried to travel off road... you've come the closest. So I grant you this toast: To all of those who showed promise and never made one that broke. I salute you. Black Out On White Night Sage Francis Nobody can tell me I don't speak a lick of that language and got a slippery memory If I spelled it all out on my arm Only if But I didn't, so I think, "Get a grip, kid. Sun VS Moon Sage Francis was pulling cheap shots doing commercial body tricks, Behind the back, Under the leg, I think he even did a headspin, On a crossfader that sounded whack, But looked excellent, All of the sudden it gets Agony In Her Body Sage Francis it was a close one Roadrunners no which direction to go when snow comes Then we're costal Extra traction on radial tires Having sex in the back wrapped in radio wires Self abusive, stuck in a bad place Dance Monkey Sage Francis i make you wanna move i make you wanna dodo dododo do (repeat) case one carries a paint gun she's unafraid of wavin' when she's gettin' her face done her favorite radio station's a permanent paid vacation Call Me Francois Sage Francis "Today, my mother killed me" If I'm alive by the time you find this, it's a miracle What else can be said, a vision quest with infrared I'm at a dead end, I bled slow From my chest, held my breath and Product Placement Sage Francis It's a tangible death and I can almost handle it. When it cancels my breath hold your hand over my candle then rest. There's no pain in this fist's release. Sea Lion Sage Francis The force of my love was strong The Sea Lion lay down long Song in the air, why should singer care? Civil Obedience Sage Francis Sage singing in a club with the audienceYou can't kill me, motherfucker You can't kill me, motherfucker You may try, but you will die You can't kill me, motherfucker! Bridle Sage Francis 짝 Same fire New passion Old flame Trade it in for a summer fling There's nothing like that sweet old song창? Keep Moving Sage Francis grabbing the noose when the knot slips Rewiring my mind to make the firing squad miss And while they're busy reloading I'm busy decoding the messages you sent with this key that I keep holding But it's a Clickety Clack Sage Francis skull wooly hat Just picture that, clickety clack Now I find my location and unfold a map My index inspects it and follows the path My horse is on loan, and I borrowed a staff From some mystical wizard Happy New Year Baby Connie Francis "Another year is almost through, It's new year's eve and I'm with you, Happy happy new year baby, It's been a year I won't forget. Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas (Album Ver.) Connie Francis Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles Will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yule tide gay Next year all our troubles Will Hell nep Avenue Francis Cabrel , et le blues reprend On peut voir se creuser les rides De ceux qui attendent dans le vide Il n'y a pas de ciel par-dessus La Hell nep Avenue Personne ne vous a prévenu À cette heure-ci