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Stargate
01:40
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this is the stargate open up the door
this is the stargate for another world
don’t forget what promises were made
from the men that came from outer space
emerging forth into the light
this is the stargate open up the door
this is a journey only for the souls
don’t forget the stories, they will last
even if they’re buried in the past
eminence, lord, master of time
guide through the universe surf on rays of light
don’t forget the promise that you made
future never cares about your fate
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Young Men
03:17
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Figure it out when you’re lost in the crowd
and the eyes are a maze, it's a golden parade
where feelings are tamed
people are moles with the shape of the world
you’re trapped in cage, you’re trapped in cage
it's a wonderful place
young men on the line are standing for their rights come on
young bones with a knife are drifting in the night alone
Will you be real or a ghost? Will you stand by the door?
staring at the end of the world while I’m burning my toast
figure it out when I arrived on the earth
and you gave me the names that you pray nowadays
with wax, will and faith
people are made of my DNA, so they’re trapped in cage
they are trapped in a cage it's a wonderful place
young men on the line are standing for their rights come on
young bones with a knife are drifting in the night alone
and you keep saying oh my god
live just to stand me your cross
staring at the end of the world while I’m burning my toast
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3. |
For You
02:30
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I changed into these clothes
to forget who I was
I live inside a morgue
to “forfait” all my my goals
for you, for you
I walk without a trace
like Jesus on a lake
nobody knows my name
there’s a solitary flame
that burns for you
and it burns, burns, burns
burns
and the flames are always red
but they can be blue
everybody walking on a wire
when they play with you
you can find me on a trail
like a shelter in the rain
when everybody else becomes insane
I live in your regrets
to give you what is left
the present is a mess
memories are best
with you, with you
I have fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
and the flames are always red
but they can be blue
everybody walking on a wire
when they play with you
you can find me on a trail
like a shelter in the rain
when everybody else becomes insane
and the flames are always red
but they can be blue
everybody walking on a wire
when they play with you
you can find me on a trail
like a shelter in the rain
when everybody else becomes insane
when everybody else becomes insane
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Tigers are learning the dance of the deer
All I can hear in the night is the sound of your tears
Try to get wise if you are hiding your soul
Lend me your hopes and your fears and I'll promise to sing, sing even more
The parents are singing the song I won't sing
Saturday night is breaking my eyes
Pretend I am busy when life comes to visit
You’re not allowed to see me crying again
Moses will pose the pace of the seas
Animals growls at the moon when the danger is near
Blue days are coming and summers are gone
The sound of an atlas where you keep on running is playing right in your songs
The parents are singing the song I won't sing
Saturday night is breaking my eyes
Pretend I am busy when life comes to visit
You’re not allowed to see me crying again
You’re not allowed to see me crying again
You’re not allowed to see me crying again
You’re not allowed to see me crying again
The parents are singing the song I won't sing
Saturday night is breaking my eyes
Pretend I am busy when life comes to visit
You’re not allowed to see me crying again
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5. |
Dum Dum Boogie
02:34
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I can see you turning
When your body moves
And everybody’s giving a wink
Can you feel the beauty
All the lights are moving
Throwing up your guts in the sink
Jenny comes then
Says “man it’s just ten
We should get the hell
Out of here”
But Gwen appears
Together with Pierce
Carrying all the toys
In a bag
Run baby run
Everybody’s hanging around
Run baby run
Everybody’s hanging around
hanging around
Dancing to the boogie
Feeling like a woogie
Running on the edge of a wheel
Licking up your make-up
Are we gonna break-up?
Baby I’m afraid of the bill
Jenny comes then
Says “man it’s just ten
We should get the hell
Out of here
You’re wasting my time
Party is outside
No one’s gonna give us a ride!”
Run baby run
Everybody’s hanging around
Run baby run
Everybody’s hanging around
hanging around
hanging around
Run baby run
Everybody’s hanging around
Run baby run
Everybody’s hanging around
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6. |
Summer be my Hammer
03:25
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Summer wasted on a highway
Summer is in the hills again
I can't stay with my mother live in my father's house
So please come and take me out
Summer gimme summer nights
Summer, breaking the ice again
I Wanna spend all my time riding on a camel's back
So please, please come and take me out
Living on the run is easy when you walk
And if you are tired there is nothing like the smell of a genuine cry
Speaking up one's mind is better thank talk
And if you're tired there is nothing like the scent of a genuine life
Tell me, tell me who I am
Mother you were the love I learnt
I wanna spend all my money feeling like an astronaut now
So please, please please shoot me out
Living on the run is easy when you walk
And if you are tired there is nothing like the smell of a genuine cry
Speaking up one's mind is better thank talk
And if you're tired there is nothing like the scent of a genuine life
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I am a Razorblade
02:33
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I am a razorblade, I reap the things I cannot tame. I am on your face when the night has gone away. Nothing can better, better than a hairy sleepy man I'll never obey
Moving to the left, jumping to the right
Deep in the cream or where I'm going to glide
I'm on my way, ye I'm on my way
I am the one to blame when the sun's gone away I am a blade I am a blade
Men are dying for a shave
Nothing can be better better than my touch that still grace just out of your face
Moving to the left, jumping to the right
Deep in the cream or where I'm going to glide
I'm on my way, ye I'm on my way
Nothing can be better better than my touch that still grace just out of your face
I am the one to blame
I am the one to blame
When the sun has gone away
I am a blade I am blade
Men are dying for a shave
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8. |
Human Friend
03:09
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Migrating in the season
When we get out of our bed
Times to make decisions
With no laundry left to wear
Close your eyes there's vision
We can even join your evil's legions
If you are greedy
Life will bite you back
Barking from the mouths
That you've never fed
Cause you never tried to be
My human friend
Mr. Ancient sinner
I will pay the check
Streets are coming busy
There’s no time to rest
There is no way we will like
The life on rent
Ain’t no easy way out
Don't you see I am leaving
Riding on a Sunday morning
And it’s summer but I am freezing
I talk but the words Don't come easy
I talk but the words Don't come easy
If you are greedy
Life will bite you back
Barking from the mouths
That you've never fed
Cause the one that you call god
Is not my friend
Mr. Ancient sinner
What you're doing here
I will be the witness
Of the future here
And I'll sing the songs you don't
To save the world
Where you're welcome no more
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9. |
Fire in the Night
03:38
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there’s a fire in the night
you can feel it if you’re high
if you walk around the flames
you can sacrifice your life
get a mask to start the race
you can put it on your face hide
there’s no past that we can blame
for the future that we wait
and there’s no doubt that we’ll be fading away
meet me up in the dance
of a thousand ravers
hell racers love chasers time erasers
hook me up to the glance
of a million faces
find me in the dark where there’s no light to be seen
when the father is ok
there’s no son you’d better pray
no your mother ain’t no ghost
but there’s no chance for what is lost
and fades
well, your feelings are ok
but you’re drifting in the night again
I’m a whistle in your brain
and the sore is what I play hey
and there’s no chance that you
can chase me away
meet me up in the dance
of a thousand ravers
hell racers love chasers time erasers
hook me up to the glance
of a million faces
find me in the dark where there’s no light to be seen
Poor me down in the paws of a giant lizard
space wizard, heart blizzard, Keith Richard
Climb up jelly sun on a foam river
find me in the dark where there’s no light
to be seen, find me in the dark in the dark of the sea
Climb up jelly sun on a foam river
find me in the dark in the dark of the sea
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10. |
She Can Be Explosive
03:15
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Older than me
Older than the seas
Older than the species
Many years before the Sphinx
She was always here
She was always here
She was always here to be
The queen of all the kings
She's always right
Never rolls the dices
Someone puts the blame on her
But she don't mind
Waterfall of dreams from her eyes
She can be explosive
When she wakes up
She's the one that fixes
What we break up
From the ancient times
I will, I am I was a man
Victim of the times
And yet I don't know
Where I died
But she was there
One time again
Driving a van
Then she picked me up
She was happy, sad
And she gave me more time
When the lights are blazing in the morning
She won't call you back and say I'm sorry
She loves the dark
Cause she's the one that fixes what we break up
From the ancient times and even earlier
She will turn the lights off
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We want music to never turn into something boring for us. It would mean that we have become boring. Because music does not die with mp3′s or copyright: boredom is what brings it down, when it becomes a habit. All we need is a small do-it-yourself collective, as tiny as a simple smile. ... more
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