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Philemon's Chair
03:20
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PHILEMON’S CHAIR
You took my car keys
The Chair is unleashed
Control is complete
The Tire went to tell
The Metal to sleep
Turn on the Street Lights
No love is to keep
When it’s about fight
What is there to believe in ?
I came to grab Philemon’s Chair
I’m here to tear the Crown off you
I roll up my sleeves
Your gaze’s killin me
Step on the dark gaz
Make your engine bleed
Neutralize your drive -
- ing when I’m the leak
No love is to fight (for)
When it’s about keep-ing
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2. |
Wonsy Betty
03:23
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WONSY BETTY
Out of the car
Slow snow raining down
Melting on our faces
Tastes like smiles
White flower bunnies
Shimmering in the sun
Hard clouds to walk on
Til you find the
Dirty Glow
Silence and Holes
Which way to go ?
To the Playground Hole
Plunge your hand in the
Glare - inhale
- ing you to share
The Moon’s mouth despair
Melting on your
Hands - the darkest
Tastes are yours
Dirty Glow
Silence and Holes
Which way to go ?
To the Playground Hole
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3. |
Vortex in my Cortex
03:43
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VORTEX IN MY CORTEX
Looking for my mate in the outer space
Black matters swallows my insane brain
Flying doors to open in the outer space
Surfing on the light lost in the darkness
Oh drowned by the light
Yet fading away
I’m searching for home
To be with my boys
Empty travel ended up insane
Cold wave and cold fame enveloping my head
At last we see the giant eye
Let’s open the gate get ready to dance
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4. |
Too Cool For School
03:00
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TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL
As I walk in the streets
Side by side with your dream
And you talk indiscrete
I just know
I like waiting for you
After school
Hear the bell ringing - one - two
I’m the girl from the dream team
Tanned by too much sunscreen
Oh I wish we could meet to your show
I just want you to love me like they used to in the nineties
I just want you to love me like they used to in the nineties
(cause you’re Too Cool for School)
You would climb up the window
Dragged by too much mellow
Ditching class
In the name of love
We would watch all the movies
Sweating with bad stories
Laughing at the cheesy
Couples’ bond
And our hands would touch
And our eyes would glow
Yes our hands would touch
Till our lips would clutch
I just want you to love me like they used to in the nineties
I just want you to love me like they used to in the nineties
(cause you’re Too Cool for School)
I just want you to like me like they used to
I just want you to tease me like they used to
I just want you to find me like they used to
I just want you to love me like they used to (in old love stories)
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Wrath
03:50
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WRATH
You never called me back for more
I never quit checking at my phone that night
You better look around and watch your back
For the saying is that you would never be my baby
you would never be my baby - no more
Hang on to your hope coz my Vengeance
Is the worst to endure when I’m the Villain
I was born to wipe all the A(ss)-holes
That though that Ghosting was a custom
What’s the point in ignoring the Other
Not having the balls just to answer
Thinking that playing dead would make me run the other way
No you will never be my baby you will never be my baby no more
Hang on to your hope coz my Vengeance
Is the worst to endure when I’m the Villain
I was born to wipe all the A(ss)-holes
That though that Ghosting was a custom
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6. |
John's Song
02:00
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JOHN’S SONG (lyrics by John Murdoch)
I was once a trader now I am a Rocker
I was once a trader now I am a Sinner
I was once a trader now I am a Dreamer
I was once a trader now I am a Drummer
Selling seeds, more money now I gotta Get-away
Selling seeds, more money now I gotta Perroquet
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