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Got Soul!
04:42
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Hey babe, I already felt this way before
C’mon now babe, let me try once more
Every step you’re taking leads to my direction
Oh, I wanna taste that honey drip;
uh, the sense of holding you oh so tight…tonight I got soul!
Hey babe, I picked your face from the crowd,
C’mon now sugar, let our hearts meet for a while
Every word you say leads you to me
Oh, I wanna taste that honey drip;
mmm, then I will disappear into the night…tonight I got soul!
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Orange Mother
01:42
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Digging and drying, drinking my potential
Further excuses that nobody believe in
Searching a bottle that catches fire we need a..
Orange Mother, 'cause I like to kick
Shaking and striving, reaching for the red light
wasting too much time on too many things,
forgetting important details
I need an Orange Mother, 'cause I like to kick
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Paths
02:41
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Darlin', how much time did it take you to see me through?
Until you, you eventually realized I'd be good for you
We walk through such hopeless lives
let us now reach for the sky
please don't go back to your shell as a refugee from me
My dear, colourful angel spewin' flames and disease
My June, am I condemned all my life to write songs for you?
We walk through such a lonely path
with your gentle tongue caressing my scars
Am I feeling as a kid, keep your arms around me
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4. |
Strandhaus song
03:23
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I took a long walk on the beach last night,
It always used to quiet me down
I am now feeling too complicated,
so I tried to question the stars above
Instead of getting answers, I became more uncomfortable…
If every cigarette is a step towards death
I made a few giant leaps last night...
And though we think the time we have to live is short,
today it seems as it’s much too long to wait until it ends…
today I wish I were 77!
How can you stand me? Sometimes I can’t even stand myself;
Our time is the sand that slips from my hand
Please save our love from me and from my need to be free,
Cause it’s just an illusion…as we all can see
You are so far away from me now and I enjoy my lovely loneliness
But being alone it gives me time to think too much
about a sense, and the danger we are for the planet
Are we a sort of virus? Or maybe a microscopic tumor?
They say we have to choose to believe in Darwin or God
But can’t you understand? We ain’t suppose to comprehend.
Life's in and Life is out of us, so just live your dream,
Death is just a personal conclusion…the rest will never end
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Yeah, I've got the feeling that tonight is right to stop and think
Come on, I need it so
And when I find it hard: "let’s go!"
And when I find it safe: "I’ll stay"
Boom, it is exploding in my head since days,
deflagrations of regrets...but not one remorse
I’m waiting for a chance to leave again
I’m waiting with my passport in my hand
Hey, you’ve got the free choice to decide you ain’t gonna care, ye
Hey, don’t even quote your denial, your quest is on style…
…boom! I got an idea! I wanna pack and go!
No! Don’t want no stone to slow me down..!
But now here I stay, cause it’s too late
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6. |
Doin' it with the mould
02:35
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A message for you sinners,
I take my space and die for it
I call the roll and play the worst role that I've ever known
You know I know that she knows,
the perfect lie to clear a vacancy
And now they're doin it with the mould: caricature of a man
Salvation for a nation
Frustation for a tragedy
Oh no , and then arrives the next big test of another
bulletin on Myspace and fashion girls well bored so...
"Rock’n’roll will never die", completely a lie and
at the show we are just 4, I play and wanna die
The nation of salvation
A fill of boring strategy
Never give up, take up the chance
I’ll never be the victim of circumstances
Spend a night on a whisky and coke
"but I'll forgive you, I'm not so cold"
I wanna be an endless routine, a sad excuse for your sad agony Another beer another refuse
search for a life and abuse it now
You know it, You know it
You know it too
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Orange Milk Bologna, Italy
We miss the MC5. We miss the good ol days. We miss the truth. We miss garages.
Orange milk is like honey dripping out of the ampvalves,and flowin into the sewer.
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