To the Tune of Strong Enough by Sheryl Crow
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Cast your shadow long tonight
Hollow as the wind is high
I said let down your hair at Babel’s end
Are you strong enough to be my man?
My man
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Nothing’s true and nothing’s right
That so well all I know is fight
‘Cause you can’t change the way I am
Are you strong enough to be my man?
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Cry to me
I’m here until you sleep
Cry to me
But please don’t leave
Don’t leave
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I have a face I cannot show
I make the rules up as I go
Just try to love me if you can
Are you strong enough to be my man?
My man
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When I’ve shown you that I just don’t care
When it’s real don’t mean it’s always there
When you’ve tumbled down you’ll understand
Would you be man enough to be my man?
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Cry to me
I’m here until you sleep
Cry to me
But please don’t leave
Don’t leave
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To the Tune of Who Will Save Your Soul by Jewel
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People losing what’s left of life through a screen
They say just gotta hustle, and you agree
He says, “Bring those girls in short shorts thirteen years old”
Says, “Stay sweet to me and a star is born”
Another check another tip if you just lick boots and kiss ass
So heaven blessed for that Puritan work ethic but
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Who will save your souls?
When God went where the bees gone
Who will save your souls?
After all those lies that you told, boy
Now, who will save your souls?
If you won’t save your own?
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We try to cleanse and manifest and nonviolently protest
The cops get off and off if you’ve got a thousand cameras
Another day, another dollar, another sign, a fist is power
Drain the grid just use wind and solar
Starve as many gods as there are flowers so we don’t feel change
And think religion growth benign
Done no wrong ain’t the same as doin’ right
There’s no better place without sting of sacrifice
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Who will save your souls?
When it comes to the Johns now
Who will save your souls?
After all those lies that you told, boy?
And who will save your souls?
If you won’t save your own?
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Some are walkin’, some are talkin’, some are influencers
Silver tongue enough followers and it might pay your bills
There are subscriptions to feed and there are mouths to pay
Ballot box of Devils so long as you’re okay for today
Says he loves you but where’s all the fun all
“Hun I’m polyamorous
HPV but it’s all love
More sex means more empowerment
My dick has profit margins so”
Just get out on the streets girls, and bust your butts
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Who will save your soul?
When you’re just a featherweight?
Who will save your souls?
After all those lies that you told, boy?
And who will save your soul?
If you won’t save your own?
Try this new supplement yeah just
Buy your time, just buy your time
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To the Tune of Possession by Sarah McLachlan
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Listen through the leaves love
There’s no distance can divide
Timber creaks in yearning
Ripples back in time
The night is my companion
And solitude my guide
Would I spend forever here
And not be satisfied
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And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I’ll take your breath away
And after I’d, wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear
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Through this world I’ve hungered
For someone unafraid
Trying to do a Mother’s work
To find the Earth enslaved
Oh you speak to me in riddles
You speak to me in rhymes
Your body aches to breathe my breath
My words keep you alive
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Beneath these stars you wander
It’s morning that you dread
Another day of holding on
This path they warn against
Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I’m waiting just outside
Nothing stands between us here
And I won’t be denied
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And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I’ll take your breath away
And after I’d, wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear
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I’ll hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I’ll take your breath away
And after I’d, wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes
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Listen, ever since I was a little girl I knew I needed to be the terrifying Older woman in a gothic romance. Like oh nooooo, does your oddly fair and slender son have a Touch of the Melancholy? Does he…Commune with Spirits? Exhibit Fits of Divine Madness? Might I suggest he Take the Airs of my Sprawling Forest Estate and assume residence in my Very Normal Perfectly Safe Ancient Castle Covered in Moss? I merely wish to…watch him traipse about in the night scurring him own self like… a beautiful deer in a white dress shirt. No, that is not my tummy rumbling. Those are sounds of pure contentment. Nothing but honorable intentions I assure you.
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