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8. "Do you think it's all right?" - Tommy - the who
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9. The Doors - Light My Fire
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9. Love of my Life - Queen "A Night at the Opera"
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10. More Than Rain - Tom Waits "Frank's Wild Years"
New one Songs about Specific Holidays 1. New Year's Day - U2
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2. Christmas At Ground Zero - Weird Al
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...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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