Price of Fame
Dedicated to my friend Michael Houser -guitarist extraordinaire
The price of fame
is part of the game
Sing, play guitar
and you have to pay
Then one day you
have a fear
And soon you will
have to disappear
The price of fame
is the name of the game
When the price of fame
is too high
And you think you
can't get by
Just remember that
your name
created the fame
The price of fame
is part of the game
poem by Rich Young
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Fame
As recorded by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over.
Fame, let's him lose, hard to swallow.
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow.
Fame.
Fame,
It's not your brain, it's just a flame,
That burns your change to keep you insane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the limo.
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
Fame, what you need you have to borrow.
Fame.
Fame,
Now it's mine, it's just his line
To bind your time it drives you to crime.
Fame.
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it any wonder
You are too cool to fool?
Fame.
Fame,
Bully for you,
Chilly for me,
Got to get a raincheck on pain.
Fame.
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, - fame.
What's your name?
(fame, fame)
(fame, fame)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Fame
As recorded by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over.
Fame, let's him lose, hard to swallow.
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow.
Fame.
Fame,
It's not your brain, it's just a flame,
That burns your change to keep you insane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the limo.
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
Fame, what you need you have to borrow.
Fame.
Fame,
Now it's mine, it's just his line
To bind your time it drives you to crime.
Fame.
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it any wonder
You are too cool to fool?
Fame.
Fame,
Bully for you,
Chilly for me,
Got to get a raincheck on pain.
Fame.
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, - fame.
What's your name?
(fame, fame)
(fame, fame)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Fame
Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
Fame (fame)
Fame, its not your brain, its just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
Fame (fame)
Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo
Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow
Fame (fame)
Fame, nien! its mine! is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame (fame)
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Could it, babe? , could it, babe?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame (fame)
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
(fame)
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame ,fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame
Whats your name?
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
song performed by by David Bowie
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New Biography
See youve got the new biography
Where did they get the info from
Same as before some, so called friends
Who claim to have, known me then
How come theyve got such good memories
And I cant even remember last week
Got to queston where theyre coming from
What knowledge of me is it that they speak
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, oh the name game,
Lord its a cryin shame
Lord tell me whats to blame
Reinvented all the stories they know
Give them all a different slant
What is it that theyre really looking for
Just a hobby on the internet
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, the name game,
Oh its such a cryin shame, tell me whos to blame
If they didnt really know me way back
How can they know me now, in any respect
Its a pity they dont feel the pain
That they should pay the price to play, to play
The fame game, the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play, have to play the fame game
Oh the name game, its a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They keep on playin
The fame game, oh the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Keep on playin the fame game
Lord, the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They just keep on playin the fame game
Oh the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
Keep on, keep on playin..
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Fame '90 (Gass Remix)
Fame 90
David Bowie
words and music by David Bowie, John Lennon and Carlos Alomar
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow
Fame
Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane
Fame
Fame-f-fame
Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame
Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to crime
Fame
(What's your name?)
Fame
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it babe?
Really, really?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame
Fame-f-fame
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain
Fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame
Fame
What's your name?
(whispered)
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
song performed by by David Bowie
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Fame
(bowie, lennon, alomar)
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow
Fame..
Fame, hurts your brain, just a flame
A funny tin to dip you inside
Fame..
Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame..
Fame, the dirty swine, its just his line
Hes only trying to drive you to crime.. (crime)
Fame..
Is it any wonder
Ill reject you first
Is it any wonder
Youre too cool to prove
Fame
A ticket for you, a ticket for me
Ive gotta get to witchitta
Fame..
Fame (rpt x23)
Whats your name?
What a game..
What a shame.. what a shame..
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Fame
(Van Morrison)
Oh fame, they've taken everything and twisted it
Oh fame they say
You never could have resisted it
What's in a name
And everybody's jaded by fame
Oh fame again
The press has gone and made another mess of it
Oh just because they got
So much invested in it
But they say you're to blame it's your own fault
'Cos you got mixed up in fame
Oh no don't believe all that old Andy Warhol guff
It takes a lot more than 10 or 15 minutes
That's just not enough
To qualify you for
Fame, you went beyond the boundries of sanity
And every day you defy
All the laws of gravity
You ain't got no shame
'Cos you're just addicted to fame
Oh no don't you buy none of that old Andy Warhol stuff
It takes a lot more than 10 or 15 minutes
That's just not enough
To qualify you for
Fame, they're already setting up your own Watergate
Oh fame, that stalker out there is just filled with hate
You'll never be the same
'Cos everyone's corrupted by fame
Oh fame, they took away all my humanity
Oh fame got to fight
Every second of the day for my dignity
It's a spectator's game
And there ain't nothing fair about fame
Oh fame, oh fame
Oh fame say it again, fame
They say you're to blame
'Cos you got mixed up in fame
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Frame
Whoa-oh, fame
They're takin' ev'rything an' twistin' it
Whoa-oh, 'fame' they're sayin'
Yeah, I never could have resisted it
What's in a name
And ev'rybody's jadded by fame
Whoa, fame again
The press has gone an' made another mess of it
Ho-oh, just because they've got so much invested in it
But they say you're to blame, it's your own fault
'Cause you've got mixed up in fame
Whoa, no don't believe all that
Old Andy Warhol guff!
It takes a lot more than ten or fiften minutes
That's just not enough
To qualifiy you for fame
Ya went beyond the boundaries of sanity
And ev'ryday you defy all the laws of gravity
Ya ain't got no shame
'Cause you're just addicted to fame
Alright
(Instrumental and guitar)
Whoa no, don't ya buy
None of that old Andy Warhol stuff-a
It takes a lot more than ten or fifteen minutes
That's just not enough
To qualify you for fame
They're already settin' up your own Watergate
Whoa-oh, fame
That stalker out there is just filled with hate
You'll never be the same
'Cause ev'rybody's corrupted by fame
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, fame
You took away all my humanity
Oh-oh, fame
Got to fight ev'ry second of the day for my dignity
You're suspectator's game
And there ain't nothin' fair about fame
Do it again
Whoa-oh
(Fame)
Whoa-oh
(Fame)
Say it again
Whoa-oh
(Fame)
Say it again
Fame
(Fame)
They say you're to blame
'Cause you got mixed up in fame.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Fame
(d.bowie, j.lennon, c.alomar)
Performed by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow
Fame
Fame, its not your brain, its just the flame
That burns the change to keep you insane
Fame
Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame
Fame, nien! its mine! is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, ah, crime
Fame
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Really be, really, babe?
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder
Youre too cool to fool
Fame
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain-check on pain
Fame
{vocoder}
Ba ba be
Ba be ba be
Ba be ba be
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba
Baby, baby
Baby
Fame
Whats your name?
song performed by by George Michael
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Money & Fame
Music :matthias jabs
Lyrics:matthias jabs, herman rarebell
You know nothing about loving
You lost somewhere down the line
You know nothing about giving
You should draw the line
You keep looking out for something
Something youre never gonna find
When will, will you show your feelings
You will lose your mind
Whos to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Whos to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
You play, play with emotions
You need, need a stepping stone
Youre out, out for sensations
Dont you, dont you feel alone
Whos to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Whos to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
Whos to blame my love
You play a dangerous game
Whos to blame my love
All you want is money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
Money and fame
song performed by by Scorpions
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Price To Play
Fail to see
how destructive we can be
taking without giving back
'til the damage can be seen
can you see?
can you see?
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
Apathy
the chosen way to be
blindly look the other way
while you waste away with me
can you see?
can you see?
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
What you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
What you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
song performed by by Staind
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Fame
Written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
Talkbox: jeffrey smith
Bass: mike daane
Drums: davis bickston
Guitar: andy timmons
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
Now everybody wants to have fame
But youll pay the price if youre not plain it by the game
Cuz this game is made up of a bunch of crazy rules,
And fools get took if theyre not plaing by the rules.
Now, the ice is kickin it, kickin it kickin it like a champ,
But dont try to play me like some wet food stamp.
They say that it was a fluke,
Cuz I used a fat loop,
But heres the sccop, troop
The ice is back to make it hoop.
An since its 94, and now Im back on the scene,
Escapin from the hell of takin it to the extreme.
Its kind of strange, cuz people say youve changed...
But I never changed,
Even though I got fame,
Yo, Im still the same...ugh!
Fame, Im still the same person,
I never ever switch, an even if Im rich.
But now its like an itch,
Cuz I love the music.
They say I do it for the money,
And its funny, clockin all the honeys;
The ones that used to dis - now they wanna kiss.
Lookin at what my troops got,
Now theyre getting their boots knocked.
Damn its a shame - do I love em
No I dont g.
A couple of yeas ago, they didnt want me
Now I got these so called friends,
Its down with the ice,
Cuz they know Im makin ends.
But my real friends have been friends through the fame.
An since I have fame aint a damn thing changed,
Yo Im still the same...ugh!
And let me tell you about the pros and the cons,
Fame only lasts if you keep droppin them bombs.
Now in the public eye - you know Im havin to admit it,
You become a target for a whole lot of critics.
Reporters stickin to ya like white on rice.
Now everywhere I go they wanna interview the ice.
Before every show its like Im steadily surrounded
By all of my fans and the medias houndin
This is not a dis cuz I love all my fans,
But the media doesnt really understand.
They take what ya say, twist it around into lies,
And the next thing ya know,
A bunch of rumors start to fly.
Then they try to make you out to be a straight liar,
And next youll be the front page of hte national enquirer.
Oh what a price to pay to play this crazy game,
You betta be prepared if you ever reach fame.
Yo, Im still the same...ugh!
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Fame
Written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
Talkbox: jeffrey smith
Bass: mike daane
Drums: davis bickston
Guitar: andy timmons
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
Now everybody wants to have fame
But youll pay the price if youre not plain it by the game
Cuz this game is made up of a bunch of crazy rules,
And fools get took if theyre not plaing by the rules.
Now, the ice is kickin it, kickin it kickin it like a champ,
But dont try to play me like some wet food stamp.
They say that it was a fluke,
Cuz I used a fat loop,
But heres the sccop, troop
The ice is back to make it hoop.
An since its 94, and now Im back on the scene,
Escapin from the hell of takin it to the extreme.
Its kind of strange, cuz people say youve changed...
But I never changed,
Even though I got fame,
Yo, Im still the same...ugh!
Fame, Im still the same person,
I never ever switch, an even if Im rich.
But now its like an itch,
Cuz I love the music.
They say I do it for the money,
And its funny, clockin all the honeys;
The ones that used to dis - now they wanna kiss.
Lookin at what my troops got,
Now theyre getting their boots knocked.
Damn its a shame - do I love em
No I dont g.
A couple of yeas ago, they didnt want me
Now I got these so called friends,
Its down with the ice,
Cuz they know Im makin ends.
But my real friends have been friends through the fame.
An since I have fame aint a damn thing changed,
Yo Im still the same...ugh!
And let me tell you about the pros and the cons,
Fame only lasts if you keep droppin them bombs.
Now in the public eye - you know Im havin to admit it,
You become a target for a whole lot of critics.
Reporters stickin to ya like white on rice.
Now everywhere I go they wanna interview the ice.
Before every show its like Im steadily surrounded
By all of my fans and the medias houndin
This is not a dis cuz I love all my fans,
But the media doesnt really understand.
They take what ya say, twist it around into lies,
And the next thing ya know,
A bunch of rumors start to fly.
Then they try to make you out to be a straight liar,
And next youll be the front page of hte national enquirer.
Oh what a price to pay to play this crazy game,
You betta be prepared if you ever reach fame.
Yo, Im still the same...ugh!
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Fame And Fortune
Sittin' in the back of a limousine, feelin' just like a king
All the girls come runnin' to you, you're the latest thing
Sittin' up there at the top of the charts, lookin' like Mr. Cool
You take all the money, steal their hearts, they'll come runnin' to you
Your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
All your fame and your fortune, you better take a look around
With your fame and your fortune, careful who you talk to
Or the fame and your fortune, watch it all tumble down, yeah, oh listen now
Now you're lookin' for inspiration, somethin' to say
When you find that it don't come easy, you find them running away
You had it all in the palm of your hand, and let it slip away
You made it big, ooh so big, and then you threw it all away
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Fame and your fortune, hey you better take another look
At your fame and your fortune, it set you up, then it caught you
Fame and your fortune, surely gonna let you down, hey tell me now
(Solo)
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Take your fame and your fortune, wait and take a look around
For your fame and your fortune, who do you talk to
'Bout your fame and your fortune, as it all comes tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, yes all come tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, all comes tumbling down...
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song performed by by Bad Company
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Tired Old Country Song
Regi price/jl vanderford
Another day, another night
Another tired old country song
You know, I sing of love delight
But I know its all wrong
The life I live out on the road
Is one I swear no one could love
Yet I feel I must go on
And sing this tired
This tired old country song
I move around from place to place
But all the towns look just the same
I see the same old face
Losin still my claim to fame
Ill sing the guitar blues
Drink my drink and pay the dues
Then I guess Ill ramble on
And sing this tired
This tired old country song
Why did I have to compromise
To reach my piece of the fame?
Life could have been so different
In that eight to five game
So I guess Ill settle down
Get my feet back on the ground
Once a country star
Now Im just a country clown
Hang my guitar on the wall
I wont need it anymore
For I think the time has come
To end this tired
This tired old country song
To end this tired
This tired old country song
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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In The Name Of Money
The sun rises after midnight
Big dreamers never sleep
She takes a slow walk in the red light
Wishin on the stars in concrete
Jet black roots under alabaster hair
Betty grable legs gonna get her somewhere
Shes runnin every light on the road to recognition
Under one condition
In the name of money
In the name of fame
Anything goes
When you play that game
In the name of money
In the name of fame
You gotta stick it out
If you want to claim your fame
So some hotshot in a rag top
Gets her on the silver screen
A hundred mirrors far a backdrop
But her face was never seen
Agents of love, devils in disguise
Theyre blowin smoke in the little girls eyes
Yeah, shell sign the dotted line and fall into submission
Under on condition
In the name of money
In the name of fame
Anything goes
When you play that game
In the name of money
In the name of fame
You gotta stick it out
If you want to claim your fame
Someday shell be a leading lady
In a baby blue mercede
When shes rich and famous
Her scandals will entertain us
The badder the better
Jet black roots under alabaster hair
Betty grable legs gonna get her somewhere
Shes runnin every light on the road to recognition
Under one condition
In the name of money
In the name of fame
Anything goes
When you play that game
In the name of money
In the name of fame
You gotta stick it out
If you want to claim your fame
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Satire #1
Lord, take this makeup of off of me.
I said, lordy, lordy, lordy, take this makeup offa me.
Its bad enough on the beach,
But its worse in the sea.
Because Im knockin on heavens door.
Because Im lookin for my ma.
I said, ma, take these guns away from me.
I said, ma, take these guns away from me.
I got so thin now, theyre draggin me down to my knees.
Oh yeah, man, do you mr. jones?
Town,
Now Ive been here so long, I almost forgot my name.
I said, lord I been here so long I almost forgot my name.
But as long as I keep touring,
Ill always be in the game, fame, brain, shame and fame and game, fame, fame....
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Satire #1
Lord, take this makeup of off of me.
I said, lordy, lordy, lordy, take this makeup offa me.
Its bad enough on the beach,
But its worse in the sea.
Because Im knockin on heavens door.
Because Im lookin for my ma.
I said, ma, take these guns away from me.
I said, ma, take these guns away from me.
I got so thin now, theyre draggin me down to my knees.
Oh yeah, man, do you mr. jones?
Town,
Now Ive been here so long, I almost forgot my name.
I said, lord I been here so long I almost forgot my name.
But as long as I keep touring,
Ill always be in the game, fame, brain, shame and fame and game, fame, fame....
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Lord, Take This Makeup Off Me
Lord, take this makeup of off of me.
I said, lordy, lordy, lordy, take this makeup offa me.
Its bad enough on the beach,
But its worse in the sea.
Because Im knockin on heavens door.
Because Im lookin for my ma.
I said, ma, take these guns away from me.
I said, ma, take these guns away from me.
I got so thin now, theyre draggin me down to my knees.
Oh yeah, man, do you mr. jones?
Town,
Now Ive been here so long, I almost forgot my name.
I said, lord I been here so long I almost forgot my name.
But as long as I keep touring,
Ill always be in the game, fame, brain, shame and fame and game, fame, fame....
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Billy Get Your Guns
I just seen trouble
He's calling out your name tonite
Billy get your guns
You could walk away
But I know you were born to fight
So Billy get your guns
The bandileros are strung out
In the promenade
Billy get your guns
Chorus
Billy get your guns
There's trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the
Price of fame
And it'll never change
Billy get your guns
There's a whiskey bottle empty
Sittin' on the bar
Billy get your guns
And some organ grinder singing
About some sucker moving on
Billy get your guns
All the whores are hanging out
Waiting to get paid
Billy get your guns
From some Johnny on the spot
Who said hey keep the change baby
Billy get your guns
There's trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the
Price of fame
And it'll never change
song performed by by Bon Jovi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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