Cheers,
Giric.


The Grand MasqueradeWe're having a big party, and you're all invited The doctor, the dentist, the teacher, the preacher, Even the old Wal-Mart greeter; Your roommate from college, your sweetheart from high school, That guy you smoked hash with out by the public pool; Everyone's coming, the presidents, too. Come dressed to the nines, mask over your true face, And join us in the dance, the Grand Masquerade.The Grand Masquerade
CHORUS We'll dance and we'll sing, Pretend everything's fine. See no war, no strife, No sin, no lying. No telling who's who, True memories will fade, When you come
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well behaved women rarely make history...
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well behaved women rarely make history...
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well behaved women rarely make history...
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well behaved women rarely make history...
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There's a fine line between art and crap. That line lies within the viewer. The artist tries for art, but if all he achieves is crap, then he needs to try again.
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well behaved women rarely make history...
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