I got the idea from
Put your music player on shuffle, and write the first line of each song that comes up. Songs with no lyrics are excluded, for obvious reasons.

What becomes a legend most,
slip inside the eye of your mind,
girl, you worry that you're not liked.

It was a beautiful day,
I heard a man say that Jesus walks.
If you're blue, and you don't know where to go,
I sense there's something in the wind,
man, it's so loud in here.

She's a rich girl,
I bust the windows out your car.
You walked around my good intentions,
when all the world is a hopeless jumble.

I rode my bicycle past your window last night.
Is it my imagination,
never know how much I love you.
Well, she was an American girl.

I'm passing sleeping cities,
stand before the gates and watch metropolis.

Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta.






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