toast to you fakes, huh, here's to better days [Ron Banks] Might sound strange, but I just can't run away I can't run, run, it might sound strange but
We gonna, rock the whole crowd, come to your town Smash the door down, trash the whole room Kick the walls in, night to mornin' Then we do it again, it
those were the days oh yes those were the days Just tonight I stood before the tavern nothing seemed the way it used to be In the glass I saw a strange
The Cremation of Sam McGee The Cremation of Sam McGee (Robert W. Service) There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun by the men who moil
new This is something special This is something new [Chalrie Wilson] Lord Lord Lord [Mos Def] The power of observation marvells and frights, its strange
live Star bless the kids, soon sometin' gotta give The last days are comin' Towards you, it's time to build I need a time that's real The last days
the nigga gettin' ya five, day to days Now shit done changed 'Cause you gots to watch the ones in the skirt And it ain't about gettin' burnt I know it sounds strange
synthetic dope That ripped me, that shit that was wet kid? Don't even look over there, act like we ain't trippin' Within the next few days, potnah came
fowl, this place is giving me the creeps and plus the doors are now, Closing to the public so let's make our move, Then I was struck by the strangest
my arm I feel no pain In my arm When's it gonna change? It feels so strange It's just one of those days In my arm I'm gonna slam it in the door I'm gonna
and nail The wolf is always at the door In a New York minute Everything can change In a New York minute Things can get a little strange In a New York
couldn't be much sweeter swinging all around you see what this country's made of me until yesterday i'd thought the best things in life are bought strange
sowing, you're a strange apparition In this land of grammar schools and gala days The ladies set in their ways You had a long conversation with a kid next door
me on, like you did before But it won't be long you'll be running through the door Lovin' you is hard enough, lovin' you is strange Burnin' up my days
need you and everything there is made of light and the days keep going by here they come here they come here they come. It was one of those days larger
watch over our door The children tease I beg for more Chipping paint the ceiling's spent Oh ain't it great, can't make the rent I long for the days,
world ever will recover 'Cause Cain and Abel seem to still be causing trouble She said I was seeing double for three straight days after I got born again It felt strange
hung it up on my cabin wall and waited for Bill to die Years passed away and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange Of a long-deserted line