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Hang on, my darling,
Hang on if you want to go.
You know it's a really groovy place.
And it's just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic.
 
hang on sloopy, sloopy hang on
(yeah) (yeah) (yeah) (yeah)
hang on sloopy, sloopy hang on
(yeah) (yeah) (yeah) (yeah)
hang on sloopy, sloopy hang on
 
Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip sliding away
 
I'm falling down a spiral, destination unknown,
Double crossed messenger, all alone,
Can't get no connection, can't get through, where are you??
 
Com com communicate
Communicate communicate
Communicate communicate
Via satellite and solid state
Never never hesitate
Communicate communicate
Communicate communicate
Never never hesitate

Reaching leaning scratching vainly
Faces dancing locked lipped and between thigh secret
Briolette tears drip from frozen masks
As all those death row questions don't get asked
 
I've got a baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took 18 years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talking about
Feels like I'm living in the middle of doubt
 
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to my right
Here I am - stuck in the middle with you.
 
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside
There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass, move along, move along
 
You gotta move, you gotta move,
You gotta move, child, you gotta move.
Oh, when the Lord gets ready, you gotta move.
 
Yeah! Listen to me dog before you start to whine
That side's yours and this side's mine
Move it on over. Rock it on over
Move over little dog, a big, old dog is movin' in
 
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said
We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
 
i been a drag racer on LSD, and i rode bare-assed on top of the sphinx, i even had a gorilla on the slopes of kismet, and man, that was fun for a while you bet but... [chorus:] bikini girls with machine guns, bikini girls with machine guns, that stuff will kill ya, it's loaded with fun, bikini girls with machine guns
 
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Well I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber
(you know what I mean)
Hey! and your bullets keep knocking me down

Hey, I pick up my axe and fight like a bomber now
Yeah, but you still blast me down to the ground

The same way you shoot me down, baby
You'll be going just the same
Three times the pain,
And your own self to blame
Hey, machine gun
 
Once he was one in a crowd
Now, mighty warrior, he walk tall and proud
He once heard of a kingdom come in the skies
One day he'll spread his wings, go where the eagle flies
We touch the solid, seems like we trust the marble men
We hold the limits, build a small world for even smaller men
See how we run the fields
See how we touch the stars
Ride the wild horses again
Ride like the one you see
Run with your open heart
Run with no gun in hand
See with your open eyes
What has begun again
There is more to this world than we see with our eyes
 
His eyes were ablaze,
See the madman in his gaze!

Fly, on your way, like an eagle.
Fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle
Fly, touch the sun...
 
Black hole sun, won't you come
and wash away the rain
Black hole sun, won't you come
Won't you come . . .
 
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
and I say it's all right
It's all right
 
Spider murphy played the tenor saxophone,
Little joe was blowin on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
 
Sleep all day, out all night
I know where you're goin'
I don't think that's actin' right
You don't think it's showin'
Jumpin' up, fallin' down
Don't misunderstand me
You don't think that I know your plan
What you try'n'-a hand me?
Out all night, sleep all day
I know what you're doin'
 
Old man take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look at my eyes and you can see that's true . . .
 
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