Today's lyrics, for me (except one)

Ooh you care, you really, really care
...
But where were you in the colder days?
I'd like to know, I'd like to know
And where will you be in years to come?
I'd like to know, I'd like to know

So don't beg and don't plead
You can't have the heart you made bleed
...
You're my friends, my only real friends
But I'd like to know where you'll be when the party ends
...
So here's an invitation to this caring nation
25 years from now will you come my cremation
Sherry or beer, family and friends
Will you be there? Will you be there?
No fame, no fortune, no name in lights
Will you be there? Will you be there? (The Beautiful South, “Love Is”)

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Don't say you didn't hear us calling
You'll be sorry in the morning
When we tell you
Mama had tears in her eyes
She's the only one who never cries

That's the way we destroy baby
Shut it out, shut it out
...
Don't say you didn't hear us calling
You'll be sorry in the morning (Culture Club, “That’s the Way (I’m Only Trying to Help You)”)

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And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
And breathe, just breathe (Anna Nalick “Breathe (2 AM)”)

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And all her friends tell her
She's so pretty
But she'd be a whole lot prettier
If she smiled once in a while
`Cause even her smile
Looks like a frown (Shawn Mullins, “Lullaby”)

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Your love is deep
You love is high
Your love is long
Your love is wide

Deeper than my view of grace
Higher than this worldly place
Longer than this road I travel
Wider than the gap you filled

Who shall separate us (Jami Smith “Your Love is Deep”)

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Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me
Those who find they’re touched by madness
Sit down next to me
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me
Love, in fear, in hate, in tears (James, “Sit Down”)

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AND, FOR MOLLY:

Jesus paid it all
All to Him I owe
Sin had left a crimson stain
He washed it white as snow
…
For nothing good have I
Where-by Thy grace to claim
I’ll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calvary’s Lamb (Fernando Ortega “Jesus Paid It All”)

Just the kind of lyric we were discussing elsewhere. Yuck. I would, at this time, like to disown any relationship to this particular brand of Christianity.