1. |
Planted Like a Tree
03:28
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Where have you gone, mother, leaving me here all alone? And now I'm going down slow,
Where have you gone, sister, to come back no more?
Planted like a tree, I can't move my feet to follow you!!!
Why do you come, milkman? To deliver the milk? But now I'm going down slow
Why do you come, father? Just to bring the news that...
Planted like a tree, I can't move my feet to follow you!!!
Mother says: "If we cannot make the sun stand still, we will make him run"
I recall upon reflection how easy it used to be to me
Time and places, different situations which made some sense to me
Yes, to me...
Now I know
What was the point
Of the concern
Which made you flee!
Where have you gone, mother, leaving me here all alone?
And now I'm going down slow,
Where have you gone, sister, to come back no more?
Planted like a tree, I can't move my feet to follow you!!!
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2. |
I'm Missing Your Eyes
02:52
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Girl, I’m shivering inside
The fact that you’ve gone so soon
Just with the summer, ah so soon!
Only the coldest times are left.
You, you’re so proud and sexy girl
And I’m so talky sometimes
That I’m afraid of losing you
With no smart movement, no…
So sweet the moment, so sweet the hour
when I met your eyes for the first time
That night, that’s why I love you now
Never loved a place, never loved a town,
But now that I found you… I don’t mind,
I'm missing your eyes, I'm missing your eyes
I'm missing your eyes… now
Smooth, smooth is your skin
So soft and smooth that I can’t breathe,
If I could touch it now, now, now
So sweet the moment, so sweet the hour
When I met your eyes for the first time
That night, that’s why I love you now
Never loved a place, never loved a town,
But now that I found you… I don’t mind,
I'm missing your eyes, I'm missing your eyes,
I'm missing your eyes… now
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3. |
Plastic Bag
03:48
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Through the new made mall
Across the window pane
On a fancy TV, a man sells his shame.
In the wholesale store
I stopped to stare at the doors
I need to buy one to get out
Of this white opressing stage.
When I'm all alone
I feel like I'm on sale
In a plastic bag you can buy me away.
My father used to tell me
"Everything can be bought"
And now I've realised
That I am one of those...
When I'm all alone
I feel like I'm on sale
In a plastic bag you can buy me away.
In the second hand store
I found a better deal
In the third aisle from the end
A suitcase full of lead,
I bought it for two bucks with my last 10 dollar bill And with the last 8 got a cab to the river, And you know the rest of the song...
When I'm all alone
I feel like I'm on sale
In a plastic bag you can buy me away.
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4. |
Get Out of My Way
04:01
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One plus one plus one is three
For his kind quite surprisingly,
Still belonging to the group
But he is the one hair in the soup.
Some men are decent some are not,
They push you out of their way
While they scream so loud...
Get out of my way
While they scream so loud
Get out of my way.
He is from a high class in decline,
Their dusty house is full of bucks.
They don’t pay taxes that’s a fact,
Don’t know what to think ‘bout that.
Some men are decent some are not
They push you out of their way
While they scream so loud...
Get out of my way
While they scream so loud
Get out of my way
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5. |
Lover
03:27
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Tender is the night, and your lips that ease the sorrow, Shining like the moon, your eyes ooze love... love...
I want to be your lover, I want to make you love, love, love. I want to be your lover... Yes I do, with you.
Softening your words, you whisper my name... yes my name. It is the way you move that attracts me like no other...
I want to be your lover, I want to make you love, love, love. I want to be your lover... Yes I do, with you
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6. |
Be My Pal
04:25
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She, like Don Quixote, pulled the trigger of the gun
The city fathers abused her with lust
But she was reckless, defying all their laws.
Mothers and sisters accused her with a bone,
But she threw them back Adam´s rib
That wasn´t wit, it was need,
And then she knocked at my door.
Then she knocked… and she talked
”Please, would you be my pal?
Please, would you be my pal?
Please, would you be my partner?
Please, would you be my pal?”
They say she owes them the wedding gown
She will pass away before giving away,
Will she live forever or will she die some day?
Mothers and sisters accused her with a bone But she threw them back Adam´s rib
That wasn´t wit, it was need.
And then, she knocked at my door.
Then she knocked… and she talked
”Please, would you be my pal?
Please, would you be my pal?
Please, would you be my partner?
Please, would you be my pal?”
”Yes, I´ll be your partner, would you be my ‘heroine’?”»
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7. |
You Go
02:49
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You're so self-indulgent
For the things you say.
You're such a dickhead, and you know...
For the things you say.
But you go to the places where I belong!
You go tothe places where I belong...!
You never show affection, no, no, no...
You never really care.
You say I'm nothing special at all...
Those are words you say
But you go to the places where I belong!
You go to the places where I belong...!
5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
All the words you say are
Like ants walking on the sea
Looking for dry sand.
But you go to the places where I belong!
You go to the places where I belong...!
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8. |
The Sound and the Fury
03:54
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When I was young I used to think that everything is a lie.
Kings have their kingdoms, but after a lifetime they die...
And I never asked you if you wanna be with me
After three seasons, a flower in bloom Is not even dust...
And I never asked you if you wanna be with me
However, the awkward thing is that...
The sound and the fury again
The future is not fixed, but in the horizon I saw Thanatos mist.
I always fled behind that big stone, oh yes indeed,
And I never asked you if you wanna be with me...
I never felt loved, you wanted to be free in their warmth
And I never asked you if you wanna be with me...
However the awkward thing is that...
The sound and the fury again
You are back, I’ve just heard the news!
When will people be wise for good?
You walking round the neighbourhood
The sound and the fury come!
The sound and the fury again
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9. |
Low Life
03:17
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I believed I was a tree with my root deep in the land, And so on, and whatsoever
With my feet down underground, Down underground, down underground.
“Low life, You’ve been living such a low life..”
Commander Brat says while chasing a fly: “Corporal, you need to change your way of life”
I believed I was a building with my pillars stuck in town,
And so on, and whatsoever
With the streets holding my hands Down underground, down underground.
“Low life, You’ve been living such a low life..”
Commander Brat says while chasing a fly:
“Corporal, you need to change your way of life”
Flowers in the wind can´t stand the winter.
They will die out, they only live a season.
I believed I was a horse at the wedding of a lord, And so on, and whatsoever,
With my forelegs spinning fast Down underground, down underground.
“Low life, You’ve been living such a low life..”
Commander Brat says while chasing a fly:
“Corporal, you need to change your way of life”
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10. |
Gold
04:35
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I followed her behind that door
And all that I found was a big, great stone
But when I put my hands and knees
The covering dust fell on the floor...
It was made of...
Gold, the Sun was gold
And then the girl was told
Not to go.
Gold, the nights were gold,
And then the girl did finally go
Behind the Sun.
I followed her behind that door, And all that I found was a big great stone. But when I put my hands and knees
The covering dust fell on the floor...
It was made of...
Gold, The Sun was gold
And then the girl was told
Not to go.
Gold, the nights were gold,
And then the girl did finally go
Behind the Sun.
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BE MY PAL (Music and Lyrics by Juanma Pastor)
She, like Don Quijote pulled the trigger of the gun,
The city fathers abused her with lust,
She was reckless defying all their laws.
Mothers and sisters accused her with a bone
But she threw them back Adam´s rib
That wasn´t wit, it was need.
Then, she knocked at my door. Then she knocked... and she talked
-"Please would (or will) you be my pal,
Please would you be my pal,
Please would you be my partner..."
They say she owes them the wedding gown,
She will pass away before giving away,
Will she live forever or will she die some day?
Mothers and sisters accused her with a bone
But she threw them back Adam´s rib
That wasn´t wit, it was need.
Then, she knocked at my door. Then she knocked... and she talked
-"Please would you be my pal,
Please would you be my pal,
Please would you be my partner..."
-"Yes, I´ll be your partner, would you be my 'heroine'?"»
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Johnny B. Zero Valencia, Spain
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