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sebastian_dangerfield
Slave,
Enough $25 chips. I'll see your stack and up you this...
S(The only thing that beats it is a Mr. Roboto)D
Carry On My Wayward Son
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin',
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son,
For there'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Now don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely
Means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, but
I hear the voices say
Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
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I'm all in:
We built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll
Say you don't know me, or recognize my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee deep in the hoopla, sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night
Ma Coley plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll
chorus
Someone's always playing corporation games
Who cares they're always changing corporation names
We just want to dance here, someone stole the stage
They call us irresponsible, write us off the page
Ma Coley plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll
chorus
It's just another Sunday, in a tired old street
Well if you got the toco, oh, then we just lost the beat
Who counts the money underneath the bar
Who writes the wrecking ball in two wild guitars
Don't tell us you need us, 'cos we're just simple fools
Looking for America, coming through your schools
(I'm looking out over that Golden Gate bridge
Out on a gorgeous sunny Saturday, I've seen that low amount of traffic)
Don't you remember (remember)
(Here's your favorite radio station, in your favorite radio city
The city by the bay, the city that rocks, the city that never sleeps)
Ma Coley plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock an' roll
chorus 2x
(We built, we built this city) built this city (we built, we built this city)
(repeats out)