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Post by littleredrooster on Jul 22, 2005 10:09:18 GMT -5
Downtown - Neil Young
There's a place called Downtown Where the hippies all go And they dance the charleston And they do the limbo Yeah the hippies all go there 'Cause they want to be seen It's like a room full of pictures It's like a psychedelic dream
Downtown Let's go downtown Downtown at night Downtown Let's have a party Downtown at night
Yeah it's right around the corner Up and down the hill When you hear the band playin' It's gonna give you a chill Give your money to the gateman Young blood in his eye Hold on to your baby When you slip into the sky
Downtown Let's go downtown Downtown tonight Downtown Hear the band playin' Downtown all right
[solo]
Jimi's playin' in the back room Led Zeppelin on stage There's a mirror ball twirlin' And a note from Page Like a water-washed diamond In a river of sin Goin' down like a whirlpool When you get sucked in
Downtown Let's go downtown Downtown tonight Downtown Hear the band playin' Downtown all right
[solo]
Downtown Let's go downtown Downtown tonight Downtown Let's have a party Downtown all right
[solo]
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Post by dimples on Jul 22, 2005 10:18:55 GMT -5
Muse... Butterflies and Hurricanes...
change, everything you are and everything you were your number has been called fights, battles have begun revenge will surely come your hard times are ahead
best, you've got to be the best you've got to change the world and you use this chance to be heard your time is now
change, everything you are and everything you were your number has been called fights and battles have begun revenge will surely come your hard times are ahead
best, you've got to be the best you've got to change the world and you use this chance to be heard your time is now
don't, let yourself down don't let yourself go your last chance has arrived
best, you've got to be the best you've got to change the world and you use this chance to be heard your time is now
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Post by Elizara on Jul 22, 2005 10:52:02 GMT -5
somewhere between the lies and truths borderlines get shady
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 15:02:37 GMT -5
16 Days
i got sixteen days one for every time i've gone away one for every time i should have stayed you should have worn my wedding ring i got sixteen days fifteen of those are nights can't sleep when the bed sheet fights its way back to your side
the ghost has got me running the ghost has got me running away from you, away from you, away from you.
the ghost has got me running the ghost has got me running away from you, away from you, away from you.
i got sixteen days got a bible and a rosary god, i wish that you were close to me guess i owe you an apology
i got sixteen days fifteen of those are nights can't sleep when the bed sheet fights its way back to your side
the ghost has got me running yeah, the ghost has got me running away from you, away from you, away from you.
the ghost has got me running yeah, the ghost has got me running away from you, away from you, away...
old tin cups, little paper dolls all wrapped up, in ribbons, bowed with hearts old tin cups, and little paper dolls all wrapped up, in the ribbons of your heart
the ghost has got me running yeah, the ghost has got me running away from you, away from you, away from you.
the ghost has got me running yeah, the ghost has got me running away from you, away from you, away from you.
sixteen days i got sixteen days it's like before i hang
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 16:03:20 GMT -5
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Yo ho, it's hot
The sun is not
A place where we could live
But here on Earth there'd be no life
Without the light it gives
We need its light
We need its heat
We need its energy
Without the sun,
Without a doubt,
There'd be no you and me
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
The sun is hot
"It is so hot that everything on it is a gas. Iron, copper, aluminium, and many others."
The sun is large.
"If the sun were hollow, a million Earths could fit inside, and yet the sun is only a middle-sized star."
The sun is far away
"About ninety-three million miles away, and that's why it looks so small."
And even when it's out of sight, the sun shines night and day
The sun gives heat
The sun gives light
The sunlight that we see
The sunlight comes from our own sun's atomic energy
"Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine. The heat and light of the sun come from the nuclear reactions of hydrogen, carbon, nitrogen, and helium."
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 16:08:31 GMT -5
Someday mother will die and I'll get the money Mom leans down and says, "my sentiments exactly, you son of a bitch" I palindrome I and I am a snake head eating the head on the opposite side I palindrome I
see that bulletproof dress hanging from the clothesline see the medical chart with the random zig-zag now I'll help it decide I palindrome I
"Son I am able," she said "though you scare me." "Watch," said I "beloved," I said "watch me scare you though." said she, "able am I, Son."
See the spring of the grandfather clock unwinding See the hands of my offspring making windmills Dad palindrome Dad I palindrome I
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 16:12:20 GMT -5
They call me Dr. Worm, Good morning, how are you? I'm Dr. Worm. I'm interested in things, I'm not a real doctor but I am a real worm, I am an actual worm, I live like a worm.
I like to play the drums. I think I'm getting good, but I can handle criticism. I'll show you what I know and you can
Tell me if you think I'm getting better on the drums I'll leave the front unlocked 'cause I can't Hear the doorbell...
When I get into it, I can't tell if you are Watching me twirling the stick. When I give the signal, my friend Rabbi Vole will play the solo...
Someday, somebody else besides me will Call me by my stage name, they will
Call me Dr. Worm, Good morning, how are you? I'm Dr. Worm. I'm interested in things. I'm not a real doctor but I am a real worm, I am an actual worm, I live like a worm.
And I like to play the drums, I think I'm getting good, but I can handle criticism. I'll show you what I know and you can
Tell me if you think I'm getting better on the drums. I'm not a real doctor, but they call me Dr. Worm!
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 16:15:27 GMT -5
I'm your only friend I'm not your only friend But I'm a little glowing friend But really I'm not actually your friend But I am.
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you Make a little birdhouse in your soul Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul
I've got a secret to tell From my electrical well It's a simple message and I'm leaving out theWhistles and bells So the room must listen to me Filibuster vigilantly My name is blue canary one-word spelled l-i-t-e My story's infinate Like the Longines Symphonette It doesn't rest
There's a picture opposite me Of my primitive ancestry Which stood on rocky shoresAnd kept the beaches shipwreck free Though I respect that a lot I'd be fired if that were my job After killing Jason off andCountless screaming Argonauts Bluebird of friendliness Like guardian angels is always near
(and while you're at it Leave the nite light on inside theBirdhouse in your soul)
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 16:17:21 GMT -5
Birds are calling to sing along But my window's painted shut And all that year of chorus taught me Is out of style and long forgot
How can I sing like a girl And not be stigmatized By the rest of the world? Tell me how can I sing like a girl And not be objectified As if I were a girl?
I want to raise my freak flag Higher and higher and I want to raise my freak flag And never be alone Never be alone
From the watchtowers I've been spotted Fingers pointing at my mouth Spotlights turn and pivot towards me But I dare not make a sound
How can I sing like a girl And not be stigmatized By the rest of the world? Tell me how can I sing like a girl And not be objectified As if I were a girl?
I want to raise my freak flag Higher and higher and I want to raise my freak flag And never be alone Never be alone
How can I sing like a girl And not be stigmatized By the rest of the world? Tell me how can I sing like a girl And not be objectified As if I were a girl?
How can I sing like a girl
How can I sing like a girl
How can I sing like a girl
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 16:20:19 GMT -5
Istanbul Was Constantinople Now It's Istanbul, Not Constantinople Been A Long Time Gone, Oh Constantinople Now It's Turkish Delight On A Moonlit Night
Every Gal In Constantinople Lives In Istanbul, Not Constantinople So If You Have A Date In Constantinople She'll Be Waiting In Istanbul
Even Old New York Was Once New Amsterdam Why They Changed It. I Can't Say People Just Liked It Better That Way
So Take Me Back To Constantinople No You Can't Go Back to Constantinople Been A Long Time Gone In Constantinople Why Did Constantinople Get The Works That's Nobody's Business But The Turks
Woah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Woah Oh Oh Oh Istanbul(Istanbul)
Woah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Woah Oh Oh Oh Istanbul(Istanbul)
Even Old New York Was Once New Amsterdam Why They Changed It I Can't Say People Just Liked It Better That Way
Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Oh Constantinople Why Did Constantinople Get The Works That's Nobody's Business But The Turks
So Take Me Back To Constantinople No You Can't Go Back To Constantinople Been A Long Time Gone In Constantinople Why Did Constantinople Get The Works That's No Body's Business But The Turks
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Post by littleredrooster on Jul 22, 2005 16:27:28 GMT -5
Respect - Aretha Franklin
What you want Baby, I got What you need Do you know I got it? All I'm askin' Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit) Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)
I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo) All I'm askin' (oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit) Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit) Yeah (just a little bit)
I'm about to give you all of my money And all I'm askin' in return, honey Is to give me my profits When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a) Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a) When you get home (just a little bit) Yeah (just a little bit)
Ooo, your kisses Sweeter than honey And guess what? So is my money All I want you to do for me Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re) Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re) Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit) When you get home, now (just a little bit)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T Find out what it means to me R-E-S-P-E-C-T Take care, TCB
Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me) A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me) Whoa, babe (just a little bit) A little respect (just a little bit) I get tired (just a little bit) Keep on tryin' (just a little bit) You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit) And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit) (re, re, re, re) 'spect When you come home (re, re, re ,re) Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit) And find out I'm gone (just a little bit) I got to have (just a little bit) A little respect (just a little bit)
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Post by dimples on Jul 22, 2005 16:29:54 GMT -5
Artist: The Futureheads Lyrics Song: Decent Days And Nights Lyrics
This is a brand new problem, a problem without any clues If you know the clues it's easy to get through
But you look confused and you dont know what to do Its hard to get an answer when you havent got a clue If you work it out tell me what you find
If the least you can do is show some restraint Then the most you can do is get carried away
But you look confused and you dont know what to do Say what you see, what you like If you work it out tell me what you find We can have a few decent days and nights
If you're meant to be here and you wnat to be late The best thing you can do is get lost on the way
I can see that you look confused and you dont know what to do Say what you see, what you like If you work it out tell me what you find We can have a few decent days and nights
If you want to make a guess you should know its not a game 'cause you'll never get a chance to make another guess again
This is a brand new problem, a problem without any clues If you know the clues it's easy to get through
But you look confused and you dont know what to do Its hard to get an answer when you havent got a clue If you want to make a guess you should know its not a game 'cause you'll never get a chance to make another guess again If you work it out tell me what you find
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Post by littleredrooster on Jul 22, 2005 16:30:09 GMT -5
Think - Aretha Franklin
Think (think) think (think) think (think) think (think) think (think) think (think)
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me Yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
Let's go back, let's go back, let's go way on back when I didn't even know you, you came to me and too much you wouldn't take I ain't no psychiatrist, I ain't no doctor with degree It don't take too much high IQ's to see what you're doing to me
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me Yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
Oh freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, yeah freedom Freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, ooh freedom
There ain't nothing you could ask I could answer you but I won't (I won't) I was gonna change, but I'm not, to keep doing things I don't
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me Yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
People walking around everyday, playing games that they can score And I ain't gonna be the loser my way, ah, be careful you don't lose yours
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me Yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
You need me (need me) and I need you (don't you know) Without eachother there ain't nothing people can do
Oh freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, yeah freedom Freedom (freedom), freedom (freedom), freedom, ooh freedom
There ain't nothing you could ask I could answer you but I won't (I won't) I was gonna change, but I'm not, if you're doing things I don't
You better think (think) think about what you're trying to do to me Yeah, think (think, think), let your mind go, let yourself be free
You need me (need me) and I need you (don't you know) Without eachother there ain't nothing people can do
(Think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about it) (Think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about it) (Think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about it) (Think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about - ah me, think about it) You had better stop and think before you think, think!!
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 22, 2005 17:25:18 GMT -5
XTC versus Adam Ant Content versus form Fighting for their place in rock and roll There is no right or wrong
Just when you think it's finished With XTC on top Ant music, like a phoenix Flies back up the charts
XTC versus Adam Ant Only one will survive Beatle-based pop versus new romantic History will decide
XTC versus Adam Ant I can't tell you why Even the singer from Bow Wow Wow Can't make up her mind
XTC versus Adam Ant Time is marching on XTC versus Adam Ant There is no right or wrong
There is no right or wrong
There is No right Or wrong
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Post by dimples on Jul 22, 2005 17:30:54 GMT -5
Here comes the one that you've been dreaming of I am thee most exalted potentate of love I got a mojo hand that fits like a glove I'll be coming round the mountain to get your love I'm thee most exalted potentate of love Yes I am
Yes, I'm the celebrated Hottentot of twat Make a hole, look out, make way for a demon child I'll make you hear my turtle dove Ride around the range to get your love Are we having fun on a fire son of a gun
Mad, you called me mad? I have the secret to eternal love Mad, you call me mad? I am thee most exalted potentate of love
Yes, I'll teach you how to read the book of life You can just look at the pictures if you like I'll make you hear my turtle dove Ride around the range to get your love Are we having fun on a fire son of a gun
I am thee most exalted potentate of love
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Post by dimples on Jul 22, 2005 23:52:47 GMT -5
the line begins to blur there are things that i said i would never do there are fears that i cannot believe have come true for my soul is too sick and too little too late and myself i have grown too weary to hate
the more i stay in here the more it's not so clear the more i stay in here the more i disappear
as far as i have gone i knew what side i'm on and now i'm not so sure the line begins to blur
isn't somebody on top of me? i don't know, i don't know isn't anyone stopping me? i don't know, i don't know why won't i try and hold my breath? i don't know, i don't know just how far down can i go? i don't know, i don't know i don't know
as i lie here and stare the fabric starts to tear it's far beyond repair and i don't really care
as far as i have gone i knew what side i'm on and now i'm not so sure the line begins to blur
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Post by marlboroman on Jul 23, 2005 2:53:31 GMT -5
the headline's telling me that fortune favours the brave i’ve never been known to be that brave
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Post by dimples on Jul 23, 2005 4:20:20 GMT -5
Nirvana... Return of the Rat...
You better watch out You better beware They're coming from all sides of the country You better beware Return of the rat No, no, no, no
They better confess Well, they better confess I know, I seen them do it They better confess
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Post by dimples on Jul 23, 2005 22:28:27 GMT -5
Gone To the Moon (1:51) Some day, when one guy in the world Finally owns everything and when I’m sure that he’s not thinking of me When he says, “Hi there, I really am your friend Sorry, I’m doing all I can For you and I really mean that!” Nobody ever asked me what I wanted from them and then Listened to me say, they only ask me again That’s about the time I’ll be going to the moon And then that’s where I’ll stay, far away, from here Someday, when I can’t take this place I’ll take a trip out into space I think I mean it!
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Post by mongo on Jul 24, 2005 10:07:13 GMT -5
My daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me ``Sue.'lonesome' Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named ``Sue.'' Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made me a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man that give me that awful name. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me ``Sue.'' Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad from a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. He was big and bent and gray and old, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold And I said: ``My name is `Sue!' How do you do! Now you gonna die!!'' Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down but, to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. I tell ya, I've fought tougher men But I really can't remember when, He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. And he said: ``Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along. So I give ya that name and I said goodbye I knew you'd have to get tough or die And it's that name that helped to make you strong.'' He said: ``Now you just fought one hell of a fight And I know you hate me, and you got the right To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. But ya ought to thank me, before I die, For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you `Sue.''' I got all choked up and I threw down my gun And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, And I come away with a different point of view. And I think about him, now and then, Every time I try and every time I win, And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
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Post by dimples on Jul 24, 2005 10:17:06 GMT -5
Ready... it was black, it was always black & no on really gave two craps it was skinny & it was always dark no one ever thought it would go this far her hands, she was always wringing her hand & worrying about the strangest things there are friends & then there are friends most of the time you can't tell where one ends & one begins Johny's dead and I know why he stuck a needle in his eye Johny's dead but I don't cry 'cause Johny always seemed.... ready it was hot & it hurt like hell he sang his song just like breaking a bell her wrist still has a scar where his cigarette burned her In her own car there was lust & some kind of love but we were all so fucked up he lied when he said he was OK but he had possession over his own judgement day
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Post by mongo on Jul 24, 2005 11:00:45 GMT -5
Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains Shenandoah River - Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growin like a breeze
Country Roads, take me home To the place I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
All my memories gathered round her Miners lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Teardrops in my eye
Country Roads, take me home To the place I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
I hear her voice In the mornin hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And drivin down the road I get a feelin That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
Country Roads, take me home To the place I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads
Country Roads, take me home To the place I belong West Virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads Take me home, now country roads Take me home, now country roads
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 24, 2005 17:46:17 GMT -5
Well I'm against it I'm against it Well I'm against it I'm against it I don't like politics I don't like communists I don't like games and fun I don't like anyone And I'm against... I don't like Jesus freaks I don't like circus geeks I don't like summer and spring I don't like anything I don't like sex and drugs I don't like waterbugs I don't care about poverty All I care about is me And I'm against... I don't like playing ping pong I don't like the Viet Cong I don't like Burger King I don't like anything And I'm against... Well I'm against it I'm against it
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 24, 2005 17:47:47 GMT -5
New York City N.Y.C. Pretty mean when it want to be Black leather, kneehole pants, Cant play no highschool dance, Fuzz tone, hearem go, hearem on The radio Misfits, twilight zone R.A.M.O.N.E.S, R.A.M.O.N.E.S, RAMONES Bad boy rock, bad boy roll Gabba gabba hey, see then go C. Jay hit the gas Hear Marky kick some ass Go Johnny, go, go, go No Tommy O-Way-O Misfits, twilight zone R.A.M.O.N.E.S, R.A.M.O.N.E.S, RAMONES Bad boys then, bad boys now Good buddies, mau, mau, mau Keep it up, rocknroll, Good Music save your soul Dee Dee, he left the home Joey call me on the phone Misfits, twilight zone R.A.M.O.N.E.S, R.A.M.O.N.E.S, RAMONES
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Post by diecheerleader on Jul 24, 2005 17:48:40 GMT -5
Lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy! DDT did a job on me Now I am a real sickie Guess I'll have to break the news That I got no mind to lose. All the girls are in love with me I'm a teenage lobotomy.
Slugs and snails are after me DDT keeps me happy Now I guess I'll have to tell 'em That I got no cerebellum. Gonna get my Ph.D. I'm a teenage lobotomy.
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