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Someone
03:34
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I guess you´re happy when there´s no way back
Point of no return you´re on a one-way track
Guess we played the games that made the mirror crack
You looked for a broker not a lumber-
Jack and Zoe still got a ten long yard to go
Oh Jack and Zoe are putting on a little creepy sho-oh-oh-ow
Pu-push you down, so-so divine
Mess around your mind, no-no you won´t know what´s up or down
And you don´t know why you still hang in there, cause I just won´t let her go
And I don´t wanna hold nobody, if that someone
If that someone ain´t you
I´ll never find another one like you
If you have to leave, just let me go
So what is left is what we maintain
Shouldn´t we just try to remain the same
Don´t you even insinuate I am to blame
Oh it was really getting out of hand it was insa-ah-ah-ane
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Stockholm city
03:06
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Shit city such a bullshit city, no digits ease my hard ache and pity
I never let you love me never let you hold me; it was me who left to early I wasn´t even thirty
Slick killer from Stockholm city, he´s in deep shit trouble cause he´s felling pity
He´s trying to kill but it gives him the chill, guess he lost some skills now he´s paying off them bills
You never showed me the way
And I never asked you to stay
Stockholm is better that way
Give it time and give it your feelings
Don´t matter if you don´t know no meaning
I swear I let you love me, never let you hold, just let me in be a part of, I never let you shut out
Dick swinger from Stockholm city he´s in deep dilemma cause he´s feeling gritty
He´s still coming on, to all that moves, with his leather jacket on, he knows all them grooves here we go
You never showed me the way
And I never asked you to stay
I was trying my luck, but my dreams all got stuck, You faded, I waited in vain
You know Stockholm is better that way
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A friend
03:33
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Saw you walking through that door, Hey I never seen you here before
We get to know each other fast, Friendship no love won´t last
You tell me I am crazy, tell me I am done, it´s only my call and I am only having fun
My features set on lazy I´m not gonna run, this band will keep on playing this song
We just needed a friend, and what friends are for
We just needed a friend, to knock on my door
No trends, no respect no reverence, I´ll follow you to the end, cause we all needed a friend
(Second chorus”Take it away J”)
Take me to the liquor store, cause oh we always ask for more
Liquor won´t even ask, for me to fulfill my task
You tell me I am crazy… CHORUS outro (My friends, self-destruction)
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Montsanto
03:59
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You know she gets her coat´s she´s leaving. She´s getting out of here.
There something with that lonely feeling, no time for shedding tears
I´m coming, I´m falling, I´m coming in real low
Who ever has got a sec when all is, all is go go go
I do not understand oh no I do not give a damn
You always be putting your face on, and I´ll pull out the van
You better best believe I am taking, I am taking you to Japan
We should take a detour, down to Tallahassee
Whoever has got a sec them boys go, them boys go one, two, three
I do not understand is it me? I do not give a damn
I do not understand is it you? Is it me?
Tell me are you feeling lonely? Tell me are you feeling down?
White trash always keep on bowling, they might just call it
It´s a wow wow wow
Tell me are you feeling lonely? Tell me are you feeling down?
White trash always keep on bowling, they might just call it
It´s a wow wow wow
(Outro chorus) I get you I get I get you, It´s a wow wow wow
(Outro) I guess it´s too late, I guess it´s all gone, we´re on our way home who´ll throw the first stone?
The joke is on me, I guess it´s not free, you´re on your way home, I´m sitting here, watching you go
I´m watching you go-
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Milky way
03:57
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There was something in the air, I could feel in anywhere, and you´re there
So lay me down and rest my case, Tony - give me some more bass, ease your pace
Make this world a cooler place, I don´t wanna live your haze,
let me talk to you face to face, it´s just me I ain´t no ace
So, baby we´re takin’ that highway far from the heartaches into the milky way
We´re trying to bring back that felling invoke the spirit sometimes we just wanted to stay
I got time- On my side-
Summertime went to her head, late September I stayed in bed, got your cred
So lay me down and rest my case, take me back to second base, turn that page
Make this world….
(Outro)
That boy´s been drawing circles in the sand, I guess it´s hard for him to understand
His father never went to a foreign land, he went to the skies with his rock’n’roll band
Now he´s gone
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Out on you
04:05
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So, take me back to the start, just eat your heart out
Take me back to the place we was before, we´d make some loving on the kitchen floor, but now I only get
Waste no money on the slot machine, you will yell and scream, what´s the point with a scene?
Bite my tongue, walk the line doing groceries, and all I ever hear I´m not your enemy
I´m not your enemy
I wait but you won´t show. I ask, but you don´t know
Life has got some highs and lows, and I´m not going I´m not walking out on you
I´m not going, I´m not walking out on you
So look me deep in the eye, you really think I´d lie?
It´s just a sec oh take a good look deep inside, I really never had nothing to hide, but now you´re all upset and waste no money…
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Marinera
05:00
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I don´t know what you been doing, I don´t care who you been fooling
I don´t ask around what you saying bout me
Who´s to say, who´s been deceiving? Ask to stay no choice is leaving
I ain´t paying off, for all your grieving
Run baby run, run baby run
And there was something in here eye when she smiled, made me feel so cut and dry
I´m gonna make it on my own, going home, oh so tired of being alone
I wait for you, and you wait for me, baby can´t you see we only disagree
I don´t seem to care, memories we share, no one seem to care no more
Setting sales, bound for the ocean, I can´t wait sound of explosions, 1968, that emotion
Oh we were sound asleep when we hit the iceberg, I held my speech nobody listened
The ocean roared as I was sinking deeper
Run baby run, run baby run
And there was something in here eye…
(Outro)
Let go of your possessions, let go of all the pain, teach yourself a lesson, before we go away
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Maybes
02:34
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Maybe, it´s no big deal, it´s just how I feel, it was so fuckin´unreal
Well you know I´m trying my best
It´s all work and no rest, so won´t you try me out I´m giving up again
So don´t come n’ drag with no maybes, I deal with my anxiety and craving
Been a year but it feels like 80
I wanted them ladies, stiletto heeled and sophisticated, but now I only miss my baby
Someday we´ll remember, all them heydays, but I´m still on my feet
Well you know I´m trying my luck, Oh baby we are we stuck?
So won´t you bring me back the things you said last week
So don´t come and drag…
And now the kids are asleep, we should talk for a week, you think I´m digging to deep, so turn the other cheek.
Maybes… (Outro) I want my baby to come home, you know she´s never gone, I want my baby
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Self control
03:29
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Feel it coming closer, got no spare change to go
That door should have never been opened, monkeys always ask for more
Be careful who you tell your secrets, a story´s always hard to find
Someone´s gonna make it easy, and steel all your killer lines
My secret´s on the street it´s out of control, believe what you heard, forget what you been told
I don´t really care I lost my self cont-
Rolling on the street, it´s got my name on it, point your finger put the blame on me,
I don´t really care I lost my self-control
6:50 Sunday morning, conversation´s no romance
I don´t really care adore me, just take me with your subtle dance
She´s says there ain´t no time to waste on, you leave me with my lonely ache
That fellow´s just a full-moon paster, no I´m not a cheap forsake….My secret´s…
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10. |
Gómez Arenal
04:19
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So bubba let´s release it, you know I play the guitar, wanna see some scars?
So mama now you be sure, to close that open door, I wanna take you so far
Su-Su-S- Super Spreader, Super Spreader in my head (and I know, Yes I know)
Who said it´s easy, you got to see far, don´t be no fly in no jar
Go get the pieces, I´m getting in the car, I´ll wait for you in the bar
Su-Su-Su…
So when that someone unlocked the chain
And all them haters just run away
You won´t forget that you came
I´ll get this song inside your head
So tell your mama to stay in bed
That light is turning so red
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11. |
Feeding your dream
02:31
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Tic toc time is up, now you got me talking let me tell you what
I got a story for you it´s 93 years old, let me tell you a secret that has never been told
So, baby you don´t like my face, such a disgrace for the human race
In dreams I hold you down and you bite the dust
I know you really scared everything will bust
90 seconds boom like kerosene, it was the coolest thing I ever seen
He was putting out a fire with gasoline, guess it´s time to go, time to leave
It´s all about deeds, and your good chemistry
I´ll be feeding your dream
Bucket of beer in my head, got me a load of fear right in my bed
Try to figure out, sort out them numbers, try to let ‘em out avoiding them fumbles
Hot damn no time to loose, hot dang, it´s time to choose
So go get your gun, and get it loaded
I dare you claim I never told you
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