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Insane
03:01
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You have another boy
You love him more than you love me
You have a lot of friends
You love them more than you love me
If you really love me, kiss and wish me well,
Treat me kind and nicely and I will love you till the end
But if you don’t oblige me, I will go mad instead,
If you prefer this way, I am very much insane
You have your little cow,
You love it more than you love me
You have an apple tree,
You love it more than you love me
If you really love me, kiss and wish me well,
Treat me kind and nicely and I will love you till the end.
But if you don´t oblige me, I will go mad instead,
If you prefer this way, I am very much insane
If you oblige me to... I won’t go mad instead
You have a canteen in Tataouine,
You love it more than you love me you have my voodoo doll,
You love it more than you love me
If you really love me, kiss and wish me well,
Treat me kind and nicely and I will love you till the end
But if you don´t oblige me, I will go mad instead,
If you prefer this way, I am very much insane
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2. |
Honey Brown
04:27
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Not so long ago, I met you by the wishing well,
Your sight was desperate and honey brown
Holes on your summer dress, and kisses on your tenderness,
Showed the flavor of honey brown
Why does love have to be so whimsical...? so whimsical
You look for it in vain
It shows up like honey brown by the wishing well
Your profile picture shows something unusual, some kind of loneliness,
My sweet honey brown
Your friends know who you are,
You're free, and bold, and a blend of honey brown
Don't stand quiet and kiss me here by the wishing well.
Don't look behind you
Where swans meet just to persuade...
Don't you think twice now
Why does love have to be so whimsical...? so whimsical
You look for it in vain
It shows up like honey brown by the wishing well
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3. |
Every Girl
03:50
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Since she was kid
She played the guitar for fun
She’s not that boy who used to fool around
She never was
Eighteen years old and six strings on the road
For a living,
Then this boy comes in who wants her to be his
And she says aside…
Every girl has a past
And I shouldn’t be telling you that
Every boy has a toy,
Those are things that you should avoid
She strums a guitar to the rhythm of a motorbike
Singing the songs she writes about the people she knows
Then he comes in, they share many interests…
He wants to know and own, and know and own...
Every girl has a past
And I shouldn’t be telling you that
Every boy has a toy
Those are things that you should avoid
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4. |
Badlands
03:32
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I took my love into the wild
To flee the guillotine
We ran and ran
For miles and miles
Across the silver screen
Guilty for the sadness we had seen
Down, and down, and down, and down
I am lost in the badlands
Down, and down, and down, and down
Squeezed in a suitcase
Like bad dreams in an attic
Like bald heads in a bunker
Like bright eyes in a rail car
The grass was blue
The sky was green
The clouds mad, sad and mean
I turned my head
And she was dead
Her spirit floating free
Rising high above, far away from home,
Down, and down, and down, and down
I am lost in the badlands
Down, and down, and down, and down
I dug a hole
Into the earth
To hide from all my fears
But all I found were ashen faces
Shedding ashen tears
Taken from their beds at night
Robbed of all their years
Down, and down, and down, and down
I am lost in the badlands
Down, and down, and down
Squeezed in a suitcase
Like bad dreams in an attic
Like bald heads in a bunker
Like bright eyes in a rail car
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5. |
Birds
02:51
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Looking at the birds I see
Several dots standing down the line
Looking at the pines, an ornithologist says aloud:
“Bring me some wine”
They don’t sing the song
A waiter comes along, brings a cup and spills it on the ground,
Spills it on the ground...
Looking at a kid, the birds
Turn their heads waiting for the chance
A girl looks like a boy, and screams aloud:
“Watch out, Johnny boy!”
I think the kid it’s me,
Don’t turn my head, don’t look back while I'm hitting the ground,
While I'm hitting the ground...
But the quiet birds look
At the people in the woods
Vultures waiting on their prayers
Listen to the birds singing, they are flying after me!
Listen to the birds singing, they are flying after me!
This not another paranoia baby, this is not another paranoia…
They’re flying after me, they are flying after us, flying after all of us!
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6. |
Mess Around
04:00
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Just mess around with it,
Just mess around,
It ain't worth the fear
But just mess around
A message I received
That morning in my flat
Said that you were back
With the midnight-flight
Just to mess around.
My mother used to teach
Daddy flew away
I didn't go abroad
Till I was her age.
My sister was 19
And "we won't move from here", we said
"So you'd better know
That you are here
Just to mess around".
My sister walks right by your side,
and my good friend Jack,
he is now your pal.
The sun, the moon, the sea, the land
are at your command,
on your bank account.
I had to run away
No future for me here
I took the morning train
And nobody cared
I travelled for some time, the devil on my side
Kicked my stomach hard
And I forgot
'Bout my dirty land.
I will go for some time, you won the land, the sun,
but time still goes on...
Don't mess around with me,
Don't mess around
It ain't worth the fear
Don't you mess around
I don't have many things, just an empty sack
But this time
I'll kick your stomach hard
If you mess around.
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7. |
Charles B.
04:04
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Hidden out from the ones she loves
Like a sailor in quarantine
Never alone though always lost
She a’chopping off the sycamore tree.
She came to me looking for warmth
I only had the one I need
The partition’s by Solomon
She’s attracted to the guillotine
I don’t think she would regret ‘bout the things she said today:
“Here’s your heart, thanks for the loan”, she said, she said
Some say that she never loves,
Brokers and stalkers say she never loves,
Mothers and fathers say she never loves,
Isn’t it a big epiphany?
Twice the pride, double the fall,
Your skin is soft, my hands are cold
I don’t think she would regret ‘bout the things she said today:
“Here’s your heart, thanks for the loan”, she said, she said
You know I feel the joy of the moment instead… that’s my brain
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8. |
Mother
03:21
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Some monkeys on a tree
Remind me of you and me
Getting lost, making love
It might sound strange,
But there’s a lovely mother
Who said “You were bound for glory”
and after all this time I know
That was wrong indeed
I’m a simple guy who tries to get along with it.
Eating peanuts from a bag
Or anything I could grab
Or making love on a sunny day
It might sound strange
But there’s a lovely mother
Who said “You were bound for glory”
And after all this time I know
That was wrong indeed
I’m a simple guy who tries to get along with it.
I beg you, please listen
To the beating of my broken heart
I ask you to follow me,
Swinging through the trees
It might sound strange,
But there’s a lovely mother
Who said “You were bound for glory”
And after all this time I know
That was wrong indeed
I’m like a monkey climbing up a tree.
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9. |
Canon Blues
04:14
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There is a song in my hometown
That it explains the shape of sound
If you follow the right logic,
You will get to know some crowds
But I know, if I sing this song,
I will hurt myself right away.
I don’t sing this song for preachers,
They already sing their songs
I don’t sing this song for lovers,
Don’t believe in them no more
I will sing this song for me
Because I have lost my soul
Maybe that’s why I sing for myself,
I’m a man without a soul.
There’s a graffiti on a stone
Saying what’s right and what is wrong
No matter what you do if you follow the right steps
You will be among the best
But I know, if I sing this song,
I will hurt myself right away.
I don’t sing this song for preachers,
They already sing their songs
I don’t sing this song for lovers,
Don’t believe in them no more
I will sing this song for me
Because I have lost my soul
Maybe that’s why I sing for myself,
I’m a man without a soul.
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10. |
We First Made Love
03:29
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I thought about the times I didn’t make it right
And I apologize to you.
I thought about the pain I caused you in vain
The reason that you went away.
I hope that you don’t mind that I spend the night
With you
Though you went away, girl
Though you went away so long
I still remember the day that
We first made love
You kissed me right away
But you don't say
The reason that you stayed
I hope that you don’t mind
That I spend all night with you
Though you went away, girl
Though you went away so long
I still remember the day that
We first made love
I remember the day
That we first made love,
And I would like to be back there again
I want to be with you everyday
I want to be with you right away
Though you went away, girl
Though you went away so long
I still remember the day that
We first made love
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11. |
Walking The Fields
03:47
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Brothers and sisters, there are three clear roads
And one can be crossing the fields
One can be easily feeling the blows,
That’s while one crosses the field…
Yes, that’s while one crosses the field
By the river bank, I listen to the water murmuring aside,
And I’m afraid tonight I will be hit real hard until the break of dawn…
I don’t want to sing this song all alone
I don’t want to sing this song all alone
I don’t want to sing this song all alone
Parents responsible of the offspring
You should beware of your kin
Daughters and sons, you know Chronos tale
You should be walking the fields
Yes you should be walking the fields
By the river bank, I listen to the water murmuring aside,
And I’m afraid tonight I will be hit real hard until the break of dawn…
I don’t want to sing this song all alone
I don’t want to sing this song all alone
I don’t want to sing this song all alone…
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Johnny B. Zero Valencia, Spain
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