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Chameleon
03:46
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Everybody loves the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Dance like monkeys to the sea
Magic mushrooms the trip begins
The fire is burning it takes your soul
Everybody loves the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Waves of chameleon
Color my brain
Shiny fireflies fill my mind-fields
Everybody loves the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
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2. |
Deadhead
03:00
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Red clouds in all the beds
Oh friend, I don’t have anymore
A love supreme
Oh deadhead I love you, I love you
My bed stinks of my own evil
The heart does not breathe
The night scares me
Day with eyes closed
There is nothing that will save my snake skin
There is nothing that will save my snake skin
I look at the sky
I look at my dreams
I look all my lovers
There is nothing that will save my snake skin
There is nothing that will save my snake skin
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Child Happiness
03:07
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The times when we were so young are gone
So sad that we could only love our loving life
Without any history
No crying and lies
We are still here
I have too many things to think about baby
So sad that we could only love our loving life
Without any history
No crying and lies
Are my notes
My nights
Every night full of notes baby
Child child Happiness
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4. |
A Dog Day Afternoon
03:31
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The blues is an old lady with red hair
Sighs, beats
Tight hearts joined by silver threads
I hugged her tightly
And you to me
With a whisper my hair said:
“My arms are broken for embracing only clouds”
Or something like that
Or something like that
With a whisper my hair said:
“My arms are broken for embracing only clouds”
Or something like that
Truth and lies
Or something like that
They make us crawl in the dust
When we could reach the stars
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Mars Vegas
03:02
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Stop now
My feet are burning in this red ground
The space party is starting
The Queen is coming with her green drink
Everybody dancing but the king
Everyone get fun fun
Everyone get fun fun baby
All the aliens are gettin drunk
They’re all in the track to dance the funk
I’ve never had such a strange face
Let your soul wreck Stoned in the space
Everyone get fun fun
Everyone get fun fun baby
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Sunny Day
03:28
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Dancing in the night
Their eyes were ours
The night populated by strange creatures
The Sunny day passed in the dark
Your beautiful neck
White and pale
Your naked hair
Let the midnight Sun warm your blood
Baby, fall into my arms
Come with me come with me
Smoke and state blood
We walk upside down on the treetops
Let’s burn all the old stories in pencil
A golden smells of clock and time passing
What went wrong with 4 silver flashes
Let the midnight Sun warm your blood
Baby, fall into my arms
Come with me come with me
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She remembers my old voice when the blood closed every nite
Hey lover
Hey sister
Hey mother
I stole words from the preacher’s son
And I feed your white brains
Another sailor who dies at midnight
(Callin' in the gods)
Hey lover, hey sister, hey Mother
(She lookin good)
She remember my old voice
(Meet me at the crossroad)
When the blood closed every nite
I stole words from the preacher’s son
And I feed your white brains yeah
Hey lover
Hey sister
Hey mother
She remembers my old voice when the blood closed every nite every nite
She lookin good real good
Hey lover
Hey sister
Hey mother
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Like a Tired Whore
03:03
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The Sun goes up and down
Like a tired whore
Our love has hidden in a dead end
Away from judging eyes
I need a 3 days of nothing
I’m not tired of wandering
I’m not tired of loving you
The Sun goes up and down
Like a tired whore
And I stumbled into the paradise of sinner suicide
Fuck man
I need a 3 days of nothing
I’m not tired of wandering
I’m not tired of loving you
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