von Eurythmics / The White Stripes

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-- Verse
            
                Sweet dreams are made of this
                
                Who am I to disagree?
                
                I travel the world and the seven seas
                
                Everybody's looking for something
                
                Some of them want to use you
                
                Some of them want to get used by you
                
                Some of them want to abuse you
                
                Some of them want to be abused

-- Bridge

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(Instrumental)

-- Chorus
            
                I'm gonna fight 'em off
                
                A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
                
                They're gonna rip it off
                
                Taking their time right behind my back
                
                And I'm talking to myself at night
                
                Because I can't forget
                
                Back and forth through my mind
                
                Behind a cigarette
                
                And a message coming from my eyes says leave it alone

-- Bridge
            
                A-
                 
                Hold your head up
                
                D
                 
                Keep your head up, movin' on
                
                Hold your head up, movin' on
                
                Keep your head up, movin' on
                
                Hold your head up, movin' on
                
                Keep your head up, movin' on
                
                Hold your head up, movin' on
                
                Keep your head up

-- Verse

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody's looking for something

-- Chorus
            
                Don't wanna hear about it
                
                Every single one's got a story to tell
                
                Everyone knows about it
                
                From the Queen of England to the hounds of Hell
                
                And if I catch it coming back my way
                
                I'm gonna serve it to you
                
                And that ain't what you want to hear
                
                But that's what I'll do
                
                And a feeling coming from my bones says find a home

-- Verse

Sweet dreams are made of this

Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas

Everybody's looking for something

-- Chorus
            
                I'm goin' to Wichita
                
                Far from this opera, forever more
                
                I'm gonna work the straw
                
                Make the sweat drip out of every pore
                
                And I'm bleeding and I'm bleeding and I'm bleeding
                
                Right before the Lord
                
                All the words are gonna bleed from me
                
                And I will sing no more
                
                And the stains coming from my blood tell me go back home