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June 31
03:34
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Hey, you little ghost
You're running towards me
But I know that you ain't real
I know that you ain't real
I walked upon a stadium
I heard a cheering crowd
But I know that it ain't real
I know that it ain't real
I saw a farting lady
And a guy in rabit's suit
O God, it can't be real
No, it can't be real
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Funeral
02:58
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My friends, they all have gathered
And everyone's polite
And I wonder
If my cousin's dressed in white
I can hear somebody's talking
I can hear somebody cries
I guess it's natural
When somebody dies
Welcome to my funeral
Come on in and have no fear
'Cause I'm just lying, I'm lying here
You can bring me flowers
Though I prefer red wine
And choir
Just sung "Sweet Child o'Mine"
I can see them smiling sadly
I can see my drinking guys
I guess it's natural
When one of them finally dies
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3. |
Andalusia
03:36
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Your fingertips
They slide through my hair
Your lovely tricks
Run through my head
I feel a guilt
For my joyfulness
I feel a guilt
For not sharing it
I'm burning out without your love
I'm getting out for another drink
I'm getting out to get dizzy
Like we were then.
I wanna build another world
The world that's build of million you
I's gonna be a place
With no shadows beneath me
We're ona giddy road
That takes us back home
Don't wanna be left
All alone
I wanna fall
Asleep as a child
But I wanna feel
Your breath on my neck
I'm burning out without your love
I'm getting out for another drink
I'm getting out to get dizzy
Like we were then.
I wanna build another world
The world that's build of million you
I's gonna be a place
With no shadows beneath me
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4. |
Billy Jean
03:44
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She was more like a beauty queen
From a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean
I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round?"
She said I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean
As she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
People always told me, "Be careful of what you do.
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts."
And mother always told me, "A-be careful of who you love,
And be careful of what you do
'Cause the lie becomes the truth."
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one
But the kid is not my son
For forty days and for forty nights
Law was on her side
But who can stand
When she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice
Just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice, do think twice.)
She told, "My baby, we'd danced 'til three."
Then she looked at me
Then showed a photo of a baby cry
His eyes looked like mine, oh, no
Do a dance on the floor in the round, baby
A-people always told me, "Be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts."
(Don't break no heart.)
A-but she came and stood right by me
And just the smell of sweet perfume
And this happened much too soon
And she called me to her room
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.)
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one
But the kid is not my son
No, no, no
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
(No, there's not me, baby.)
But the kid is not my son
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no.)
She says I am the one (No, babe.)
But the kid is not my son, no, no, no
She says I am the one
You know what you did
She says he is my son
Breaking my heart, babe
She says I am the one
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
She is the one
Billie Jean is not my lover
She is the one
Don't call me Billie Jean
She is the one
Billie Jean is not my lover
She is the one
Billie Jean is not my lover
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People say that I'm lazy
But I'm just not in a mood to move
I might take a little action later today
But right now I'm not in a mood to move
I drain my brain and try to think twice
But all I can think of is chicken and rice
Maybe a depression is an honourable guest
Next part of the song will tell you the rest
This is the dumbest song in the world
Just listen carefully to every word
There is no meaning, no secret messages
Next part of the song will tell you the rest
I dreamed of unicorn that night
A lonely unicorn that night
That night
That night
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6. |
Man Eats Fish
04:16
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Oh, good old friend
I think you had enough
I think you had enough
Oh, I think you had enough
You're acting weird
You have a salmon in your beard
I think you had enough
Oh, I think you had enough
Let them fly up in my sky
Let them fly up in my sky
'Cause I want to see
If they know what they're doing
Oh, good old friend
I think you had enough
I think you had enough
Oh, I think you had enough
Oh, good old friend
I think your birds ar waking up
I think they're waking up
Oh, I think they're waking up
Let them fly up in my sky
Let them fly up in my sky
'Cause I want to see
If they know what they're doing
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7. |
Sacred Tune
03:17
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Like a hunted prey
Hides a sacred tune
Between river waves
And two trusting minds
I knew I'll never stop
Until I find it
I drowned my father's sins
And set my liver free
I pretended I'm falling
It's a heartracing skill
I knew I'll never stop
Until I find it
I knew I'll never stop
Until I find it
I knew I'll never cry
Until I find it
I knew I'll never stop
Until I find it
I knew I'll never cry
Until I find it
I know I'll never stop
Because I found it
I know I'll never stop
Because I found it
I know I'll never cry
Because I found it
I know I'll never stop
Because I found it
I know I'll never cry
Because I found it
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8. |
Poet
03:16
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He was tired of breathing in a story of love
Mysterious novel and reality show
On newspaper pages that glorify war
On newspaper pages that glorify war
One part of the bookshelf made his conscience go dark
He was turning the pages, 'til he was back to the start
He was running through the chapters just to find out the truth
He was running through the chapters just to find out the truth
And the poet turned into the writer of truth
Into the writer that writes about us
And the poet turned into the writer of truth
Into the writer that writes about us
He was tearing the pages, he was tearing them out
He was burning his poems, 'til the rhymes were all gone
He shook a hand of Devil and promised to serve
He shook a hand of Devil and promised to serve
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9. |
Childhood
04:18
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This is a place where as a child I learned to walk
And in these walls I was taught to talk
I still remember, winters were so cold
But in the summer sun was shining like a gold
I'm gonna leave
I'm gonna leave it all behind
'Cause I'm going to the world
Where people are blind
This is a place where I had my first fight
And in these mountains I could roam all night
And in these clouds my dreams could fly so high
This is a place where I would like to die
I'm gonna leave
I'm gonna leave it all behind
'Cause I'm going to the world
Where people are blind
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10. |
I'm On Fire
02:32
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Hey little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go away and leave you all alone? Mhmm
I got a bad desire
Oh, I'm on fire
Tell me now baby is he good to you
And can he do to you the things that I do? Oh no
I can take you higher
Oh, I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley
Through the middle of my skull
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you, can cool my desire
Oh, I'm on fire
Oh, I'm on fire
Oh, I'm on fire
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11. |
Black Cat
05:23
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I was a dreamer
But my dreams got the best of me
I was a sinner
But my sins almost drowned me
I'm gonna hang in my head for a while
I'm gonna hang in my head for a while
I'm gonna hang in my head for a while
Until it's safe to come out in the light
There's a black cat moaning in my head
He's hungry for my pain
He's gonna scream, gonna squeak, gonna yell
'Till he's feeding on my brain
I couldn't stop these whores
That they call dreams
They kept crawling with desires
But now the black cat is dead, the black cat is dead
With its funny, little bones
I'm gonna hang in my head for a while
I'm gonna hang in my head for a while
I'm gonna hang in my head for a while
Until it's safe to come out in the light
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12. |
Prisoner
01:53
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/Poem by Alexander Pushkin/
Сижу за решеткой в темнице сырой.
Вскормленный в неволе орел молодой,
Мой грустный товарищ, махая крылом,
Кровавую пищу клюет под окном,
Клюет, и бросает, и смотрит в окно,
Как будто со мною задумал одно.
Зовет меня взглядом и криком своим
И вымолвить хочет: «Давай улетим!
Мы вольные птицы; пора, брат, пора!
Туда, где за тучей белеет гора,
Туда, где синеют морские края,
Туда, где гуляем лишь ветер... да я!...»
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