1. |
Faraway from home
04:54
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Back home a poor man of principle
Says he can't afford
Of being vegetarian
And round here oh lord
I'm looking at this little kid
Begging on the street
Starvin but still refusing
If you offer any meat
First ones hypocrisy is sticking out
Like the latters bones
You can tell that I am far away from home
Outside station with this cripple guy
I'm waiting for my train
Ten hours late and they're adding
One more hour once again
I'm the rich and he's the poor
And I dunno why
He's rolling me some cigarettes
And offering another chai
And if I'm all by myself
I still don't feel alone
You might say that I am far away from home
Back home busses are made safe
Like one big airbag
And drivers; always nice
Like monsoon in a roofless shack
And here these wrecks are hardly
A one-piece-on-the-wheels
And drivers as their nerves
They both are made of steel
We're driving down this mountain road
Where yaks and yaks still roam
You can tell that I am far away from home
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2. |
Mediocrity City
03:17
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Get your shit together
We are leaving today
Things will not get better if we stay
Sunshine follows thunder
Anywhere but here
The weather we’ve been under
It hasn’t changed for years
Ain’t going back to Mediocrity City
I ain’t going back, no no no
I can't see myself where everyone's fitting
And it ain't a real pity you know
The tension will build up
Until we all explode
Unless we gas up now and hit the road
You know they’re just too scared
To live their little lives
Baby let's go
Let´s live and let them die
Ain’t going back to Mediocrity City
I ain’t going back, no no no
I can't see myself where everyone's fitting
And it ain't a real pity you know
Punch me in face
If I even think about
Going back to the place
That wanted to throw us out
I know there are places
Whole lot worse than this
Where rivers are just traces of water in the piss
Where unfair and unhappy kings
Kill people on the street
Some may call that living
To me it´s dying on your feet
It's dying on your feet! dying on your feet!!
Get your shit together
We are leaving today
Things will not get better if we stay
You know they're just too scared
To leave their little lives
Well, some might call that living,
To me it's dying on your feet!
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3. |
Cheap Gasoline
02:25
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Evil lines takes idiots to Ii
They're chasing for some cheap gasoline
Cause we're all craving for maximum savings
Game on!
Fill your tank with only a drop of gas
Then head to ii with pockets full of cash
Ride fast!
Just to wait in line and try to make it last
Maximum savings,
Is what you're craving,
But you don’t know
Just how low now you can go
So dream on and maybe
My idiot baby
You can win
In this game of cheap sins
Evil lines plays tricks on your mind
Makes you want it all from every sign
Cause we're all craving for maximum savings
Crawling line of men without a rest
Radio, it maximizes the stress
It's a test?
Must stay in line and try to make it last
So you can win the cheapest gasoline
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4. |
Little Bottle Blues
02:23
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Once again the storm has settled
In the sea of bottles
When you wake up in a middle of a brand new day
You think about the hope,
About the rope, even pope
Still you decide to open it up anyway
You hear the familiar call
Right from the top floor
Of the closest mall well you need some air
So first one today
Is gonna be a take-away
You're on your way to a muscle chair
Hide and seek, hide and seek
But finish it before it leaks
All that booze, running wild and loose
In a little bottle blues
Always one in your pocket
Last one? fast lock it!
The one your dog ate is gone like him
First one turned you on
But next few are all gone
The big picture is drawn in the light so dim
Always keep it to yourself
Nice line in the shelf
And when you see the little elves just go to sleep
Thirst things first
And second and third!
The world is blurred but your tummy so deep
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5. |
Bad Cops / Good Luck
03:27
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Check out our pockets
There's nothing but a hole
The lie the latter tells
Is just what former told
Not only traffic lights
Are taking our side
You start a chase and there it is:
A jam where to hide
Cause you are bad cops
And we got good luck
These young studs won't be
Stopped by bad cops
You suck
Try to find out our plan
Well, we ain't got one
We start whatever cross our minds
And somehow it is soon done
Behind those mirror glasses
You'd need at least one eye that sees
I wave my super soaker
You arrest me for a hand gun
Cause you are bad cops
And we got good luck
These young studs won't be
Stopped by bad cops
Know what? you suck
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6. |
Codeine Blues
06:39
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I might just stay right here
Put on the lowest gear
Might pick you up my guitar
Or leave you right there where you are
I just cannot refuse
This codeine blues
A friend told me when life gets rough
Feeling good is good enough
Not exactly sure what he means
But he was right or so it seems
I got rid of deuce
With this codeine blues
Don’t need no time nor space
Made up by this human race
Wake up, but off the chains of nothing
Don’t search for ecstasy
Hidden pleasures inside me
Sure it ain’t the best thing
But now that i’m testing,
It’s alright
Townes van zandt he used to sing
About the sweetest thing
I cannot quite agree
But i’d give quite a good degree
Don’t need no time nor space
Made up by this human race
Wake up, but off the chains of nothing
Don’t search for ecstasy
Hidden pleasures inside me
Sure it ain’t the best thing
But now that i’m testing,
It’s alright
Could easily finish this song
I got time and it wouldn’t take long
But there is nothing wrong
Just to decide it’s done
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7. |
Cinnamon Stars
04:57
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Like cinnamon stars on a foggy sky
Your freckles under most kind pair of eyes
Made of thousand shiny sea green pearls
Oh, i ain't going nowhere, my hippie girl
I wasn't asking them to show me the way
I was just flying passed that starry sky that day
But here i am so let's give it a whirl
Cause i ain't going nowhere, my hippie girl
Cause forever-shining sun that i just found
With ray of light-like messy hair around
Made my mind dive in that face and in those freedom curls
I ain't going nowhere, my hippie girl
"A reflection of skyline.." i thought a while,
But soon recognized the sunset of your smile,
Like a floating motion picture log back home to you i'll birle
And then i ain't going nowhere, my hippie girl
And as that smile reaches its peak
Revealing snowflakes as white as unique
My head is feeling stable but my lips are in a twirl
So i ain't going nowhere, my hippie girl
I knew i'd need you before i even knew your name
I knew you'd beat me before i knew the name of the game
I knew they'd feed us poison but we don’t bother to blame
Cause brother in such moments you shout "all the same!"
I know i only came to visit at your place
But i found myself in never-ending space
I rather stay in here than return to my old grey world,
So i ain't going nowhere, my hippie girl
Under those cinnamon stars i started writing this
And now back home when it's almost finished
My mind is full of thoughts that i missed,
And without a touch or kiss,
Without even seeing this,
I lose my ability to resist,
And i fall deeper in this predominant bliss
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8. |
Broken Ear
01:45
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Your lazy downhill turned out to be just a rocky road
The prince you kissed, after all, just a cocky toad
You yourself are a broken ear of a broken cup
Avoided, distrustful and feared among other fuck-ups
You tried so hard to play your part in this silent film
Where black and white shows out only as grey that makes you ill
And now you’re standing on a stage of a theatre ruin
Feeling no happiness nor rage, not knowing what you’re doing
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9. |
WWWW
05:08
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Oh, I remember the knights of young
Lazy days, all things undone
my muscles were growing and so was my hair
I don’t need to make my bed, ma, if i never get there
And it’s a shame that you had to die
Oh my teenage love and life were both lies
And i tried to shave myself, i tried to behave myself
I thought of yin, i thought of yang but i could not prevent myself from changing
I asked my friends, they thought it’s amazing
I called the animal shelter, they said that I’m crazy
And when i finally told you, you found it sexy, you thought it’s hot
I let out my fangs while biting your butt
And all we ever wanted was 3 cute wolf babies
All you ever got was a lethal rabies
I try to stay awake, must be something i ate?
I tried to pretend, to meditate but i could not prevent myself from changing
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