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Summertime
04:30
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SUMMERTIME
The tarmac's warm on a night like this
A smell of cloves floats in the streets
So dry your tears and drive away
We're not that far from Tijuana Bay
Stars are smiling on a night like this
On my white sleeve, a red stain, what's this?
We'll be having fun
It's the summertime
My body is cold in room 33
My throat is slit with dexterity
Hit the minibar and you're out of here
You may be free, you'll dream of me, I can see
So dry your tears and drive away
You're not that far from Tijuana Bay
You'll be having fun
It's the summertime
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2. |
Dead As Disco
03:33
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DEAD AS DISCO
A headache like a chainsaw
Naked people in the snow
Your tongue burns like lava
It's the sweat and the drama
I sold my last laugh to the laughs collector
Who gave me good money for a rictus too
And I locked the devil in the trunk of my car
I wonder what it's worth
Do you hear footsteps on the roof, love
It's Santa comin'
Dead as disco
As dead as disco
You're a disgrace to your country
They should grant you a ministry
Of loose, or whatever you choose
As long as there's enough booze
I sold my last laugh to the last collector
Who gave me good money for a rictus too
And I locked the devil in the trunk of my car
I wonder what it's worth
Do you hear footsteps on the roof, love
It's Santa comin'
Dead as disco
As dead as disco
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Cigarette
03:39
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CIGARETTE
I am alive and you are dead
I am the tail and you're the head
We're having so much fun
I sometimes feel like my life's just begun
And when you get down on your knees
Just make it obscene baby please
I'll sing you lullabies
Dressed to kill your beautiful eyes
I've sold my soul for a cigarette
I've seen a gipsy's silhouette
Libraries burning in a breath
I would burn it all for you
For just a little more love
I am alive and you are dead
It goes in circles in my head
We will go down in fire
And end in ruins like the roman empire
I've sold my soul for a cigarette
I've seen a gipsy's silhouette
Libraries burning in a breath
I would burn it all for you
For just a little more love
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Rosalie
03:48
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ROSALIE
By the sea
You were Aphrodite in a bikini
But you must see
You'll walk on the sea before you walk on me
Drowned at sea
Many drowned at sea because of your litanies
But don't count on me
You'll walk on the sea before you walk on me
Rosalie
I knew from the start you were made for me
But all that I have is a tambourine
And what you deserve is a drum machine
One day I will write you a symphony
But I had to be your lover
And I had to be your friend
Now my heart is broken
And my chest is in my hand
Rosalie
I knew from the start you were made for me
But all that I have is a tambourine
And what you deserve is a drum machine
One day I will write you a symphony
Cause you were made for me, you were made for me
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5. |
Cannibal
06:07
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CANNIBAL
If I look into your lovely eyes
I don't know what I'll find
I don't believe a word you said
You'll bury me, you'll bury me
Aah aah aah aah
Running around
White light, ain't no good for me
I can't see, I can't see
Do you hear, cannibal fairy
You'll bury me, you'll bury me
Aah aah aah aah
Running around
Dancing for no reason
Dancing for the fun
Dancing by any season
Dancing in the sun
Dancing for the livings
Dancing for the deads
Dancing for the beast within
That keeps playing with your head
Dancing on TV
Give'em what they want
The portrait in your cave
Is getting uglier everyday
Dancing like a monkey
Trying to catch the coins
You become a zombie
Dressed up like a clown
You end up
Dancing for money
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Drowned Song
04:32
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DROWNED SONG
I could leave
I could go where I please
I could make of my life
What I want
I could rob a bank
Take the cash, then I'd leave
I could sleep with easy girls
In Mexico
But it's just a drowned song
Just a drowned dream,
Just a silly song,
Drowned in alcohols
I could buy a ticket
To a new existence
I could resume my sciences
Studies
I could close my eyes
Feel the wind in my hair
But I rest in peace
20,000 leagues under the sea
Oh it's just a drowned song
Just a drowned dream,
Just a silly song,
Drowned in alcohols
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Did you really think you'd find lyrics here?
It's a fucking instrumental piece!
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DREAM BABY DREAM Paris, France
Paris. Dark. Cinema. Shaking. Dancing. Dreaming.
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