ARE YOU A CYLON?

"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
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too tired to read..
too tired to read..
Purple Haze > All Along The Watchtower
too much to read
too tired to read :|
im going to beat you while you sleep
no im not =(
I was expecting some Fresh Prince of Bel Air but that was nice!
anyone who says that is too much to read needs to take a good look at themselves
What's that going to achieve?
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i thought it would be funny if someone actually did it
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anyone that doesn't recognize the song from the first line really needs to listen to more music
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Say no to music nazism.
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This song has been redone in practically every genre imaginable, it's not like I'm saying "if you don't listen to my music you suck"
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if you don't listen to my music you suck.
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Never heard the song when I found it, but well!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_ncQgjIlFM
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kinda old
n1 u fucking emo.
I see some Bob Dylan flying through the air straight into my ear.
pretty good
Heute hab’ ich eine Katze überfahren
Ich fühlte mich dabei wie Gott
Wo einst vier Pfoten und ein Köpfchen waren
Sind jetzt nur noch vier Kilo Kompott

Ich dachte mir „Das reicht noch nicht“
Bei mir gilt „Frauen und Kinder zu erst“
Denn Du bist hier jüngstes Gericht
Wenn Du sie einfach überfährst

Niemand entkommt meinem Zorn
Ich geb’ Euch das volle Brett von vorn
Denn ich bin flink wie ein Wiesel
Mit meinem Polo Turbodiesel

In mir kocht die blanke Wut
Da seit fünfundachtzig alles scheiße ist
Nur was ich mag ist wirklich gut
Nenn’ mich doch Musikfaschist

Es gibt Leute die das anders sehen
Meine Meinung wollen sie nicht akzeptieren
Sie werden es aber schon verstehen
Wenn sie unter einer Tonne VW krepieren
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