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(01-Dec-84) In VANC0 (Sunnyvale, California) living colour
Depeche Mode's "MASTER AND SERVANT" from the album "Some Great Reward" (1984)
Music and lyrics by Martin L. Gore of Depeche Mode
It's a lot
It's a lot like life
There's a new game
We like to play you see
A game with added reality
You treat me like a dog
Get me down on my knees
We call it master and servant
We call it master and servant
It's a lot like life
This play between the sheets
With you on the top and me underneath
Forget all about equality
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
It's a lot like life
And that's what's appealing
If you despise that throw-away feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
They're both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
Let's play master and servant
Let's play master and servant
Master and servant
It's a lot
It's a lot like life
Master and servant
It's a lot like life
And that's what's appealing
If you despise that throw-away feeling
From disposable fun
Then this is the one
Let's play master and servant
Come on master and servant
Master and servant
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(29-Sep-85) The misfits at VANC0 (Sunnyvale, Ca.) presents the lyrics for:
"THE WALK OF LIFE" from the Dire Straits album "Brothers in Arms" (1985)
Song written by Mark Knopfler (Dire Straits' guitar and vocals)
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I'm addicted to ya babe
You're a hard habit to break
I can't go on just can't go on
I can't go on just can't go on
Being without you
Takes a lot of getting used to
Should learn to live with it
I don't want to
Being without you
Is all a big mistake
Instead of getting any easier
It's the hardest thing to take
I'm addicted to you
You're a hard habit to break
Can you say the finest in 300/1200 baud modem telecommunications?
(408) 732-1079 -- Sunnyvale, Ca. -- 24 hours -- Since 04-Jul-82
"SISTER CHRISTIAN" from Night Ranger's "Midnight Madness" (1984) album
Music and lyrics by Kelly Keagy (Drums, Lead Vocals)
Sister Christian
Oh the time has come
And you know that you're the only one to say
O.K.
Where you going
What you looking for
You know those boys don't want to play no more
With you
It's true
What's your price for flight
In finding mister right
You'll be alright tonight
Babe you know
You're growing up so fast
And Momma's worrying that you won't last to say
Lets play
Sister Christian
There's so much in life
Don't you give it up before your time is due
It's true
It's true, yeah
Motoring
What's your price for flight
You've got him in your sights
And driving thru the night
Motoring
What's your price for flight
In finding mister right
You'll be alright tonight
Sister Christian
Oh the time has come
And you know that you're the only one to say
O.K.
But you're motoring
You're motoring
Serving America since the early eighties: (408) 732-1079 -- 300/1200 baud
"DON'T LET IT END" from the STYX album "Kilroy Was Here" (1983)
Music and lyrics by Dennis DeYoung (Keyboards, Vocals) of STYX.
What can I do
Pictures of you still make me cry
Trying to live without your love
It's so hard to do
Some nights I'll wake up
I'll look at your pillow
Hoping that I'll see you there
But I get up each day, not much to say
I've nowhere to go
Loneliness fills me up inside
'Cause I'm missing you
So if you'll give us a chance to remember
The love we had once together
Wait and see, time is all that we really need
I'm praying you won't say no
I mean to tell you
Don't let it end
Baby we could have so much more
Don't let it end
Honey please don't walk out that door
I'm telling you baby, I made my mistakes
But I'll make you this promise to do what it takes
I'll be there to protect you and hold you tight
You got my lovin' baby, every single night
Don't let it end
I'm begging you, don't let it end this way
Don't let it end
I'm begging you, don't let it end this way
Don't let it end
Baby we could have so much more
Don't let it end
Honey please don't walk out that door
Don't let it end
I'm begging you, don't let it end this way
Don't let it end
I'm begging you, don't let it end this way- no, no, no
No, no, no
What will I do
If you say we're through
I need you to stay, honey
Don't let it end this way
The misfits at VANC0 (Sunnyvale, Ca.) bring to you the lyrics for:
"FORTRESS AROUND YOUR HEART" (Lyrics and music by Sting)
from Sting's solo album "The Dream of the Blue Turtles"
Under the ruins of a walled city
Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light
No flags of truce, no cries of pity
The siege guns had been pounding throught the night
It took a day to build the city
We walked through it's streets in the afternoon
As I returned across the fields I'd known
I recognized the walls that I once made
I had to stop in my tracks for fear
Of walking on the mines I'd laid
And if I've built this fortress around your heart
Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire
Then let me build a bridge
For I cannot fill the chasm
And let me set the battlements on fire
Then I went off to fight some battle
That I'd invented inside my head
Away so long for years and years
You probably thought or even wished that I was dead
Whi break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away
And this is my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
In my mind's eye
One little boy, one little man
Funny how, time flies