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The king of inaction
04:26
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I'm into, I'm into Sundays, I'm into, I'm into sunny days
I'm into, I'm into lazy days
I'm into sunchairs, cocktails, hamacs, waterbeds
And if I invite you to join my lazy bunch
Don't you say no, no!
And if I take you by the hand along with us
Don't you say no, no!
We're into, we're into sun decksWe're into,
we're into fashion shades
We're into, we're into hot babes
We're into lounges, jet set, pool bars and private jets
And if we invite you to join our lazy bunch Don't you say no, no!
And if we take you by the hand along with us
Don't you say no, no!
We know we're not your kind of gods, we're way to slow
But don't you dare say no
There's so much pleasure in the art of letting go
So why would you say no?
And if we invite you to join our lazy bunch
Don't you say no, no!
And if we take you by the hand along with us
Don't you say no, no!
We know we're not your kind of gods, we're way to slow
But don't you dare say no
There's so much pleasure in the art of letting go
So why would you say no?
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2. |
You can call me
02:51
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You can call me
You can call me anything
'Cause what I did
Was nothing short of shameful!
But I didn't know...
(I did not know...)
No, I didn't know...
That I would hurt you so!
You can call me
You can call me anytime
'Cause what I did
Was not such a crime
But I didn't know...
(I did not know...)
No, I didn't know...
That I would hurt you so!
You can call me,
You can call me anyday
Cause what I did....
Happened such a long time away...
But I didn't know...
(I did not know...)
No, I didn't know...
That I would hurt you so!
You should call me
You should call me anyway...
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3. |
Dead man's seat
04:37
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Under a strange moon, the night was clear
I was hair in the air and hands on the wheel
Top down and driving full speed
Enjoying the pale sight and the cool ocean breeze
At the turn of the road stood the hitchhiker
Since I was alone, I thought hell, let's get this poor soul a helper
He said thank you and placed his butt on the passenger seat
You know The one the French call the deadman's seat...
Are you alive or are you dead ?
The question keeps coming to my head
If you're alive you look so sad
So that I might prefer you dead
The man told me a strange story his eyes staring
Straight and deep into me
He said he was born 200 years ago
Far across the sea at the border of Congo and Mexico
There's no such place I said
But he ignored me and he just kept talking instead
Are you alive or are you dead ?
The question keeps coming to my head
If you're alive you look so sad
So that I might prefer you dead
As his story came to an end
He said I'm here to deliver a message
There is no road far enouh to escape your sins
There is no bottle deep enough to drown them in
There is no night dark enough to hide you in
There is no car fast enough to let you flee
Were you alive or were you dead ?
The question keeps coming into my head
If you were alive you looked so sad
So in the end, you're way better dead
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The tree
04:24
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There's a tall tree down by where I live
It's been standing there for hundreds of years
It's seen the wars, the storms and the rains
It’s witnessed progress of man
When I was young my father said
This tree here... Is wiser than man!
It knows to wait when life goes too fast
It knows to hold (its) breath when winters last
There's so much in this tree
So many of our fantasies,
It knows so much about me
So many of our plans and dreams...
You can piss on it as much as you want
It will stand straight when you're long gone
Feeding off your waste and body fluids
Just to keep... going along!
REFRAIN
When our children play under this tree
When they climb on it, what will they see?
Will they feel the pulse of our lives in it?
Will they hear our whispers through its leaves?
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Nemo Point
04:41
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When I was a child,
I just needed to walk a few steps from home
To get that feeling of being alone
No one could find me
It was just me and my dreams and this deep thrill of vertigo
Now every move I make, All the things In my head
Where I wonder, How I feel
My Big Brother can find out, no doubt he knows All about me,
So I close my eyes and dream
About a place where I'd like to be
Nemo Point
Lost in the middle of the ocean
There is a place, very special place, tiny dot on the map
Most distant spot from any land where I know I could feel lost again
The wind whispering in my ears
And still this deep thrill of vertigo
Nemo Point
48 degrees 52 minutes 36 seconds South
123 degrees 23 minutes 36 seconds West
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Drops of rain
04:45
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Drops of rain are the only sound
And skies of pale are the only sight
I wish I could have told you all that I never said
I wish I could have shown you how much I cared
You're my lover baby
You're the light that keeps me awake
You're my lover baby
You're the faith that keeps me safe
The clock keeps ticking, you are nowhere around
It echoes in my skull like a dead sound
I wish I could have told you all that's inside my brain
I wish I could have shown you how much I cared
You're my lover baby
You're the light that keeps me awake
You're my lover baby
You're the faith that keeps me safe
You're my lover.... (Ad lib)
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7. |
June likes the rain
04:30
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June likes the rain, she likes to watch it fall
and wash away the pains that others out there caused
June lives alone in her little house away
she's out there on her own
June needs help, she’s out there all alone
She could use some love !
So come on !
June is just afraid of dying of leaving alone
Behind her window pane she sees a world of her own
Little devils running away after killing plants and stones
Around her little house away
June needs help, she’s out there all alone
She could use some love !
So come on !
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8. |
Tout seul
04:25
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Tout seul au bord de la route
Tout seul et tout en déroute
Tout seul à voir le soleil
Tout seul c'est toujours pareil....
Tout seul d'une toute petite voix
Tout seul comme la dernière fois
Tout seul à voir le soleil
Tout seul c'est toujours pareil...
À chasser la nuit
Comme une maladie
A fermer les yeux
À devenir vieux
Tout seul à perdre la tête
Tout seul et puis çà s'arrête
Tout seul à voir le soleil
Tout seul c'est toujours pareil
À chasser la nuit
Comme une maladie
À fermer les yeux
À devenir vieux
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Banksy
04:54
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This morning on the train,
An army of monkeys were staring at me
"Laugh now, but one day we'll be in charge",
That's all they said
Down on the courtyard, I see in front of me
A masked protester throwing yellow flowers
Is this the wind of freedom that suddenly
Is blowing over my little town
When the night falls over the streets of Bristol
When there's not a living soul outside anymore
Can you hear gradually swelling the rumor?
Can you feel the clamor?
B... A... N... K... S... Y… B... A... N… K… S... Y
Mona Lisa holding a bazooka,
Kids remembering when all this was trees
A Horse guard pissing on a grey wall while
A bunch of mice shooting photos of me
Can you hear gradually swelling the rumor?
Can you feel the clamor?
B... A... N... K... S... Y… B... A... N… K… S... Y
Can you hear the rumor, can you feel the clamor
Is this the wind of freedom, this is the wind of freedom...
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Hidden in the clouds
03:17
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There's a place in the sky
Hidden in the clouds
There's no sun there, just the shades of the night
It sits on mountain highs
When you fly there through the clouds
Your mind dizzy, a little high
You'll wonder how long you could make it here
Deprived from the light
Catalina... angel from the sky
Catalina... Princess of the clouds
There's a girl there, in this town
She was just hidden in the clouds
But you found her in the haze of the night
Like a gift from the sky
Catalina... angel from the sky
Catalina... Princess of the clouds
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