I’m gonna give you my love, I’m gonna give you my love.
The audacious (never before seen in human history?) ranking of the best 1,000 albums ever — each with a deep dive, personal stories, and pop culture tie-ins.
I’m gonna give you my love, I’m gonna give you my love.
But if I work all day on the blue sky mine, there’ll be food on the table tonight.
This is a call to all my past resignations. This is a call to all.
Everybody’s got something to hide, except me and the monkey.
This is beginning to hurt – this is beginning to be serious.
We are Sex Bob-omb.
Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light? Or just another lost angel, city of night.
One, two, what’s in the stew? Three, four, no one’s really sure.
I’ll wait in Los Angeles – I’ll wait in the pouring sun.
Let’s push things forward.
Someday when we’re dreaming – deep in love, not a lot to say – then we will remember things we said today.
No sleep ‘till Brooklyn.
Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side.
Don’t fall on me.
Fred’s got slacks on the boulevard.
Soy un perdedor.
I’m gonna fight ’em off – a seven nation army couldn’t hold me back.
Today is the greatest day I’ve ever known.
The band was so hot, my beer got warm.
You got a head – a see-through head.
I believe in yesterday.
Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun, nothing left to do but run, run, run.
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Anger: hostility towards the opposition.
If you see me getting high, knock me down – I’m not bigger than life.
We all hail hail from rock and roll from behind a glass case.
You take what you get to get what you please.
There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold, and she’s buying a stairway to heaven.
Look in my eyes, what do you see? The cult of personality.
No you really haven’t lived life yet, if you ain’t got no regrets.
This is the future sound.
Nothing to lose – I got nothing to lose.
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks.
Say it ain’t so – your drug is a heart breaker.
This is what you get when you mess with us.
It’s understood that Hollywood sells Californication.
Just when you thought you knew someone – guess again because you were wrong.
You’re not around but you’re plain to see – I hear you’re voice and you’re telling me.
And I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell, when you gonna ring it, and when you gonna ring it?
‘Cause everybody knows she’s a femme fatale.
And I’m feeling so Bohemian like you.
It’s so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk.
You say times are tough – we got the best of both worlds here.
Well, I’m beginning to see the light.
I’ll take advantage while you hang me out to dry, but I can’t see you every night – free.
Don’t talk to me about being alone.