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exact syllable matches
a preacher of
Attack on
purity, is the
Arya Samaj
were other
Aryans, the Slavs
bridal salon
bridal salons
is the
brightness of God
catalog the
brightness of stars
buy someone off
followed
by a gunshot
political cartoon
by Herbert Block
on fire
by Muslim mobs
the gullet
by some scumball
someone living
by the churchyard
that goes
by the junkyard
through a
child's bubble wand
climb up the wall
climb up the walls
the
crimes of the strong
called Yellow
Diamond a clod
to
die of blood loss
later
died of blood loss
and
finally
then
dies of blood loss
diurnal arc
diurnal arcs
drive up the wall
anything that
drives us apart
open
eye of a god
like the
Or the
Eye of Sauron
the
eye of the heart
the
eye of the law
you round-
eyed fuck, come on
the
eyes of the God
the
eyes of the law
energies for their
together for a
final assault
these
fine works of art
They didn't
fire a shot
hiding, watching the
I pulled the
Pull the
that's a
That's the
fire alarm
set off the
fire alarms
slide-
fire gunstock
they never
fired a shot
or you'll be
fired upon
Five hundred songs
Five hundred yards
going to
frighten her off
centre and
frightened a dog
that you're
frightened of God
come to
guide us along
that has
guided us all
The
guy's just a wad
heijunka box
hier und da
so
high from the shots
very
high from the start
is the
highest of arts
person in the
highest regard
escape from the
from a star-sized
The
up by the
hydrogen bomb
Hydrogen bomb
hydrogen bombs
blew up with
Hydrogen bombs
hydrogen bonds
hydrogen car
hydrogen cars
the dangers
I come across
Shall
I come along
I come from Mars
day
I heard the Doc
when
I heard the shot
I just love clocks
I love the park
Because
I loved her, Mom
sleep before
I murder ya
time
I run the con
I serve the Gods
and that
I suffer wrong
Do
I trust the cops
though
I were a god
I won the bronze
remote
ice world of Hoth
understanding,
I'd drunk a lot
But
I'd flirt a lot
Now,
I'm the worst shot
Iris Murdoch
isomer bomb
isomer bombs
think
I've done a lot
And
I've learned a lot
a
kind from the start
some
kind of a doll
Kind of a shock
to a
kind of assault
I just
kind of forgot
just
kind of fuck off
actually
kind of punk rock
be some
kind of wormhole
saddest, the
kindest of all
stolen
light from the gods
the
light of a bar
they
light up the dark
string
lights from the top
twinkling
lights of the stars
beating
like a fucked clock
look
like a just cause
be gone
it was
much it's
like a mirage
bleed
bleeding
like a stuck hog
one another
like circle saws
I
like her a lot
I'm not
like other moms
the writers are
likeable frauds
image and
in the
of the
likeness of God
the
lines of the car
Lionel Bart
Blasi, and
Maya Le Clark
Meindert DeJong
Matt Drake and
Michael Bacall
something great
might come along
Atlantis six
miles further on
the
mind of a dog
the
minds of the gods
My brother calls
for what
my brothers are
you're sucking
my brother's cock
my brother's farm
My brother's gone
the kind
my brother's got
for fixing
my bumper bar
just like
my husband was
My lover's gone
Where is
my Mother Box
how upset
know who
my mother was
go to
my other job
My person calls
broke in
my purple clogs
resolve what
my purpose was
He is
my service dog
sounds with
my under arms
of Those
Nights comes along
pied currawong
burnt
rice from the wok
had once been
under the title
Rifleman Dodd
the two
rifles were not
aggressive
right from the off
at
leaguer
me
money,
of
Tony,
you
right from the start
Right from the start
the
right of the shot
it
right up the arse
go
right up the top
our
right, first of all
Isn't that
right, Gutter Ball
of equal
rights under law
surrounded by a
riotous mob
in the
science of law
all the
science of Locke
the
scribe of the gods
broad
the
side of a barn
either
side of the bar
my
side of the block
the
wrong
side of the car
left
side of the heart
right
the
wrong
side of the law
sandward
side of the logs
other
side of the Manche
the
side of the rock
the
side of the strong
either
other
side of the wall
both
sides of such walls
the
sides of the plot
sign of the cross
the
Sign of the Cross
signs of the cross
Triggered the
Uh,
silent alarm
one of them
silent alarms
the
size of a barn
the
size of her heart
We all have
sizeable scars
wrists
slide up her arms
in
spite of the guards
just recently,
Swiper the Fox
bracelets on
thy upper arm
Hatred
tightens the heart
steal
time from the boss
the
time of the bombs
Big
Time Rush does rock
as the
triumph of God
triumphal arch
From
via From rod
law and the
violence stops
The
violence was
I don't like
violence, Tom
military terminology, with non-
violent arms
I love the
me and the
Violent Femmes
one or two
violent shocks
vitamin R
From being a
white-colored sauce
all
is
words
wide of the mark
let the
wild rumpus start
Rural, romantic
wildness of thought
and
wipe the blood off
we were
wired up wrong
to
write a love song
with 1 extra syllable
nothing
behind but a scar
Don't peek
behind the facade
sneak out
who are
behind the garage
the
confines of the law
is the
defier of God
tyrants
derives from the mob
the world's most
desirable job
the single
desire of God
has memorized the
entire Qur'an
The
excitement of Jaws
concert
inside of a box
the
inside of the car
the
inside of the jar
found
inside the glove box
the
insides of the hog
the
outcry of the heart
outside of a bar
outside of the box
ocean
outside of the heart
into her
outside the junk-shop
I just
provided the chalk
to the
requirements of law
he
retires from the lodge
when I
survived the A-bomb
the
twilight of the dawn
the
Twilight of the Gods
experience that
united us all
Some are
unlikable frauds
with 2 extra syllables
will
crystallize from the broth
Men still
exercise unjust laws
An unbreakable,
indescribable bond
vitamin therapy, just
multivitamin shots
the
underside of the jaw
it the most
unreliable car
with 3 extra syllables
don't leave any
identifiable marks