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Roadkill
04:06
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ROADKILL
Driving all the day
heavy traffic down on my way.
Something swept my car
just slipped out from that blind back alley bar.
Navigator on,
riding on my own.
Nobody can stop me
even some of that stinky thrown away cigars.
Roadkill worn like a classy treat
Roadkill fits high heels for fancy street.
Roadkill rock(s) your crush
and get you packed.
Don’t you feel all right
in your furry outfit?
Baby good looking!
Feel like cats when lickin’em selves?
Give that rag a break.
Give that dust a brush.
Baby still looking!
Crappy straight jacket won’t tighten you up.
Don’t turn the wipers on!
Don’t touch the lever!
Don’t touch the lever!
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Bungalow of love
03:41
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BUNGALOW OF LOVE
You won the ticket you ain’t gonna miss that ride,
trip of delight is reaching right beside that glittering light.
Jazzy grains of sand and fluffy nest of love will
pillow us, our thoughts, right till the bungalow has come.
Let me be your present sense
I will pin your past time and after just together ahead.
The transfer is ready, moon is on and
tremblings and blows in the bungalow of love.
Bungalow of love
Bungalow of love
Bungalow of love
Bungalow of love
Bring your life now, take your bag put dreams inside that
I will take care day by day for your paradise double check.
Whistling shells and dancing’ blu grapes,
will hush our days just in the bungalow of grace.
There we are gonna cradle the sky,
it takes a blink on a beam of light.
There we’ll draw out last puzzle piece
one more leaf is gonna swing.
There we are gonna hose the seeds,
one more tree is gonna spring.
Tremblings and blows
in the bungalow of love.
Bungalow of love
Bungalow of love
Bungalow of love
Bungalow of love
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3. |
Fried future
03:33
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FRIED FUTURE
What a puff of smoke and your fry is gone.
Anything to save from that burst of flame?
No more food to take away.
No more grease to spray your days,
no more grass to haze your plays.
Stuck in the body of a 40s fit.
You have fried too much of what I’ve been.
You ain’t gotta face what stays within.
No more dip in your side dish,
no more fish besides your chips.
Acting like a shy teenager
I have got too much of what I have fried.
Check the drops that spot my shirt.
No more bleach to clean the past,
no more cream to squeeze out,
for a crispy and shiny deep fried future!
Deep fried future!
Sorrows blast and last longer than laughters.
Sorrows blast and last longer than laughters.
There’s no shrink below the line,
outside in the country,
even along the shoreline flyin’
colored kites!
Flying colored kites!
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4. |
Flawless flaw
03:08
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di franzbazzani
FLAWLESS FLAW
Flawless flaw streaking your sweet skin,
nobody can take it, even if you’ve seen it.
Flawless flaw kissing your soft lips,
nobody can touch it
even if you like it.
Down in that deep bottom drawer
everything looks like only yon can find lost socks.
There’s some invisible package
wraping up dark reflections coming to life.
Colors that revive inside you,
smells that break out like a very wide cloud,
Rainbow if it isn’t raining,
flowery dresses even if you don’t wear them.
Bedquake striking your bleakness
nobody can stop it
even if you want it.
Flawless flaw kissing your soft lips,
nobody can touch it
maybe even I can’t.
Spot that flashed what a kiss sealed,
air blue sky above very sheer light below.
Fall that’s swamping the jumble,
trick that freezes any icy way out.
Gazing out tight lazy keyholes,
climbing on a flat ground, sliding on a loose town.
Sun that warms up my big toe,
night that turns the stars on, candle burning wax off.
Maybe even I can’t
Maybe even I can’t
Maybe even I can’t
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5. |
Get through
03:30
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GET THROUGH
I opened my heart to you, baby,
check inside what’s blue.
No more light, I can’t see
I don’t know how I’m gonna make it through.
I opened my heart to you, baby,
check inside what’s blue.
No more light without you.
Now that I lay down and music plays
one more tiff can blow the blaze out.
Let love get through this night
maybe no chance to get by.
Now that I started running
I make out a brand new myself.
Last chance gets through this fight
no more drags no more claims
no more cave where hide mistakes.
I opened my heart to you, baby…
Whispers and words make me feel fine
watching you while dancing.
Now that I’m lost in a middle
it smells like love I’ve never tried.
I opened my heart to you, baby,
check inside what’s blue.
No more light, I can’t see
I don’t know how I’m gonna make it through.
I opened my heart to you, baby,
check inside what’s blue.
No more light without you.
I opened my heart to you, baby.
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6. |
Love get lost
04:13
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LOVE GET(s) LOST
Ain’t gonna have
that shape of day and you ain’t gonna have your downwind.
Ain’t gotta feel,
the same, but love can get your heart still sane today.
Ain’t gonna have,
your best and you ain’t gonna have few quests.
Nobody,
is facing you along the edge,
but love can get your heart still raised,
and love can’t wait to find you out and carry on.
Sometimes love get lost,
leaves you alone, blew by sneeze out.
Keep on believing, love will come back one more,
it loves you more than any song.
Your tireless soul,
that one no stream can drowned it out.
You ain’t forget
but love can get your heart still safe again.
Maybe there’s no way, sometimes love get lost,
one more page before the chapter break but I know that I’m not mistaken.
For hands are not enough, I strive to save what happens once,
love will give you much more,
love will love you so strong,
love is on its way home,
it loves you more than any song.
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7. |
Rock'n'roll soldier
03:20
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ROCKNROLL SOLDIER
Standing in trench grabbing my gears,
wearing my flashes on a very nice tuft.
Every time ready for an overtime baby,
a little bit stiff but always ready to kick.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no lies on my fingers.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no plugs for my triggers.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no bags for the stickers.
Rocknroll soldier rocking out tonight!
Looking through the lens on a shady perspective,
jamming frontline, painting tiny tin soldiers.
Loading my pieces with a multiple round,
a little bit stiff but hardly knocked down.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no mic for my band.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no night without bag.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no sticks for my drum.
Rocknroll soldier rocking out tonight!
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no word ‘bout my gang.
Rocknroll soldier one more gig for my fan.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no slide for this strings.
Rocknroll soldier…please…one more pick for my licks!
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no stems for my whishes.
Rocknroll soldier one more track for my list.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no tip to play all right.
Rocknroll soldier rocking out tonight!
Rocknroll soldier rocking out tonight!
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no gate from this cage.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no stop for my trane.
Rocknroll soldier ain’t no cloud on my stage.
Rocknroll soldier, rocknroll soldier!
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8. |
Roll your body out
03:58
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ROLL YOUR BODY OUT
You better roll your body!
You better roll your body out!!
You better roll my baby…you better roll your body out of my sheets!!!
Before my washer get you stuck inside
and
I watch your bubbles through the window.
You gotta into my bed.
You gotta it just every day.
I try to get too…but no more sheets on my right side!
Before my washer get your smile stuck
and
I watch your bubbles through the window.
You stole the warm part I’ve gained.
You stole the warm part I’ve gained by so much strains.
Let me tell you baby…that’s sure the way to start a fight!
Before my washer get you stuck forever
and
I watch your bubbles through the window.
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