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The Mystics are a singing group which began in Brooklyn, New York, USA in the late 1950s. The group was known as The Overons, a quintet that, when signed to Laurie Records, consisted of Phil Cracolici (b. 1937, lead), Albee Cracolici (b. 1936, baritone), George Galfo (b. 1939, second tenor), Bob Ferrante (b. 1936, first tenor), and Al Contrera (b. 1940, bass). Under the direction of their manager, Jim Gribble, The Overons became The Mystics when each group member wrote a name they liked on a slip of paper, placed the papers in a hat and Al Contrera's choice was drawn.
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And if she should tell you "come closer"
And if she tempts you with her charms
Tell her no no no no no-no-no-no
No no no no no-no-no-no
No no no no no
Don't hurt me now for her love belongs to me
And if she should tell you "I love you", whoa whoa
And if she tempts you with her charms
Tell her no no no no no-no-no-no
No no no no no-no-no-no
Don't let her love from your arms
Oh oh oh oh
Don't hurt me now for her love belongs to me
I know she's the kind of girl
Who'd throw my love away
But I still love her so
Don't hurt me now, don't hurt me now
And if she tells you "I love you", whoa
Just remember she said that to me
Tell her no no no no no-no-no-no
No no no no no-no-no-no
Don't take her love from my arms
Oh oh oh oh oh
Don't leave me now for her love belongs to me
“Simple Twist of Fate" by Bob Dylan
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Lyrics:
They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark
She looked at him and he felt a spark
Tingle to his bones
'Twas then he felt alone
And wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate
They walked along by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
And stopped into a strange hotel
With a neon burnin' bright
He felt the heat of the night
Hit him like a freight train
Moving with a simple twist of fate
A saxophone someplace far-off played
As she was walkin' on by the arcade
As the light burst through a beat-up shade
Where he was waking up
She dropped a coin into the cup
Of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate
He woke up, the room was bare
He didn't see her anywhere
He told himself he didn't care
Pushed the window open wide
Felt an emptiness inside
To which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate
He hears the ticking of the clocks
And walks along with a parrot that talks
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks
Where the sailors all come in
Maybe she'll pick him out again
How long must he wait?
One more time, for a simple twist of fate
People tell me it's a sin
To know and feel too much within
I still believe she was my twin
But I lost the ring
She was born in spring
But I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate
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from the1990 Non-Fiction Records EP
"LIsten"
Chris Spence -- Lead Vocals, Guitar
Steve Cox -- Keyboards, Vocals
Ged Murphy -- Bass, Vocals
Steve Dinsdale -- Drums, Vocals
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Shot by Erin Corrian-Alexis
Lyrics
Time spent can’t afford
Minute less I mean it more
Know who’s not around to share another go round with me
Long ago’s
Where’d they go, no one knows
Tell me what to do when the ones you love have gone missing
My God I lost you at the corner
On God I lost you in a moment
Why now and not a little later
Tell me how the world seems to get along without you
Yeah
Tell me how to keep my world moving on without ya
Yeah
How can my world be much better off without ya
You were on the inside
Looking out
Went and took a life now you can’t get back home
Moms stays crying for both of them
Holding onto pictures cus she can’t hold
Either or you
Either of you
My God you took him at the corner
On God you lost it in the moment
What now, you’ve caught yourself a case and
Maybe the world would be much better off without ya
Yeah
Both of these lives would of carried on without
Yeah
Maybe the world would be much better off without ya
What about the other life
Would it be a better life you say
Was hoping for a better life than this
I don’t want to wish a life away
What about the other life
Would it be a better life you say
Was hoping for a better life than this
I don’t want to wish a life away
My God I lost you at the corner
On God you lost it in the moment
Why now, and not a little later
Tell me how the world seems to get along with out you
Yeah
Tell me how to keep my world moving on without ya
How could my world be much better of without ya
Yeah
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director - JOSEPH ARMARIO
starring - NANCY MAGUIRE
producer - DRE BABINSKI
associate producer - MAAN BIN ABDULRAHMAN
director of photography - ANDY CHINN
1st AC - RAY MARTINEZ
2nd AC - EMILY MYERS
production design - BRIAN MAYFIELD
make up - DOROTHY THI & BRENDA SALGADO
hair - KELLI PHAN & ERICA DEAN
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editor - JOSEPH ARMARIO
colorist - NOAM KROLL
catering - JOLLY JUG
music - STEADY HOLIDAY
writer - DRE BABINSKI
producer - GUS SEYFFERT
mixer - CHRIS STEFFEN
recorded at - SARGENT RECORDERS
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NOAM KROLL
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Song: Abraham's Theme
Artist: Vangelis
Album: Chariots Of Fire
Released: 1981
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The best song you'll ever hear. This song is Slave labor by Fear Factory in their mean album: Archetype.
Lyrics:
My chains are paper thin, and they're welded with ink
Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight blood don't leak
A contract with the devil for a life of disdain
See me in the limelight, an indentured slave
I blame myself
God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour this gas on me
God help me pour this gas on me [x4]
Choke another product for the mass to consume
The flocks of mindless sheep that have been corporately groomed
Ignorance through apathy like drones in the hive
A slave on the prayer wheel in conformed disguise
I blame myself
God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour this gas on me
I sold my soul [x11]
God, help me pour this gas on me
I need to drown in flames to be free
Help me pour this gas on me
Help me pour, this gas on me
God help me pour this gas on me [x4]