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Overture
00:20
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2. |
M.A.
01:49
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The time has come
You left your home
Nobody knows I'm feeling down
Pick up the phone
Another time I am alone
I never told you ''Au revoir''
Dad told me it was over
I wasn't ready to suffer
So much frustration
Just want to yell out
Ho you should not have gone that way
Ho gone that fucked up way
Pretending everything was ok
I was hoping you'd stay
Only some words to preserve us
I hate this frightening desease
Prevent anything from movin'
Ho you should not have gone that way
Ho gone that fucked up way
Pretending everything was ok
I was hoping you'd stay
Only some words to preserve us
Ho you should not have gone that way
That fucked up way
So now you got some peacefull rest
It's for the best
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3. |
Part Of You, Part Of Us
03:22
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Some time ago something happened
I was young, I wasn't worried
This silence, this silence, this silence, this silence
No one says a word, I don't understand
A trouble, a trouble, a trouble, a trouble
Mother is crying, I'm sure it's the end
This day I will never forget
I'll be missing you
That fuckin' road, It takes you
And never let you go
With you my heart is closed
I'll be missing you
If only I could hold you
So fate has beaten us
I'd like to say goodbye
I was given a gift
A connection with you
Something that changed my life
A fear, a fear, a fear, a fear
Two long years have passed, I could not touch it
A six-string, a six-string, a six-string, a six-string
Now that piece of wood is a part of me
My music is your legacy
I'll be missing you
That fuckin' road, It takes you
And never let you go
With you my heart is closed
I'll be missing you
If only I could hold you
So fate has beaten us
And only one last time I wish I could have said goodbye
This one's for you
We're singing this song in your memory
This one's for you
It's my way of prayin' and your voice will never fade
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4. |
Built-In The Pole
03:56
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Hang around in a saxo
Before hollydays end
Sun's burnin', looks like cold shower comin'
No driver licence, dead seat's for me
Ho I hope I will be lucky
You feel so silly, where is your licence?
I feel so stupid, where is my seatbelt?
The camera, our relation, fit in the bin
The only good thing, pole stays up and clean
Everybody's wide open
Just like my face
Bathroom, towels, yeah a place to relax
Ho a mirror for details, shower is over
But not a place to smile to brother
You feel so silly, where is your licence?
I feel so stupid, where is my seatbelt?
The camera, our relation, fit in the bin
The only good thing, pole created me
Pole created me
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5. |
Interlude
01:24
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6. |
Yellow Pill Voices
01:03
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I hear some voices in my head
Drivin' me totally insane
Tell me that i got stuff to do
I think it could be bad for you
The yellow pill
The yellow pill
The yellow pill
I hear some voices in my head
Get out or soon you will be dead
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7. |
On The Ropes
02:53
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I don't understand, I really don't understand
I don't understand something is different
For a couple of days dad's become an alien
I can't look at him now he's a stranger
Yeah he shaved his head, looks like a fighter
Now he's in lightweight league so he scares my mother
I wonder if he's not on the fuckin' ropes
Maybe in trouble, ho he needs a doctor
This is not reality, just a funny game
Just a funny game, no dice in my hand
This is not reality, just a funny game
I don't have the rules, I don't know the end
I feel it comin', feel, feel it comin'
I feel it comin' twistin' my nerves in
I really want to fuck up with the aliens
To spit out my frustration on the ring
Cryin' in the streets, cryin' in the streets
I'm out of touch, a little boy upset and lonely
Conflictual feelings crashing in my head
A terrible remake of Chaplin's kid
This is just reality, not a funny game
Now the die is cast, I'll support your fight
This is just reality, not a funny game
Alone in the dark, don't want you to die
I feel it comin', feel, feel it comin'
I feel it comin' twistin' my nerves in
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8. |
Glory Hole
02:07
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Glory hole, glory hole, glory hole
Glory hole, glory hole, glory hole
I'm in love with a mysterious girl
I'm in love with a mysterious girl
I'm in love but I don't know her
Glory hole, glory hole, glory hole
Glory hole, glory hole, glory hole
I'm in love with a mysterious girl
I'm in love with a mysterious girl
I'm in love but I don't know her
I wanna see, I wanna know
I wanna play with the unknown
I wanna meet my glory girl
I wanna see, I wanna know
I wanna play with the unknown
I wanna meet my glory girl
Hey Hey Hey Hey
I wanna see, I wanna know
I wanna play...
Ho she's a man
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9. |
Undead
04:36
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I hate my future
What's goin' on?
I hate my future
What's goin' on?
Feel like a man who's dead inside
Wanna go my way
Don't want these rats in my hallway
Wanna go my way
No motivation
No ambition
They crushed up my head
Sucked up my brain
Undead sickness runs in my veins
Wanna go my way
Don't want these rats in my hallway
Wanna go my way
I am undead what's goin' on?
I live on a stinky couch
And nothing can make me laugh
I can't feel anything at all
I am undead what's goin' on?
Look like a creepy monster
Fixed on the TV tuner
Ho will it make me go better?
I am undead what's goin' on?
I am undead what's goin' on!
Just wanna go my own way
Yeah I need to go out and stay
I am undead what's goin' on?
I really don't have to be
Slave of my society
No more undead what's goin' on?
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10. |
Drink Puke Drunk
04:22
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You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You think you are Gilda the dog
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You sleep pants off into the bog
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
Gorilla runing in the fog
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You look and act like a misfit
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You poop onto Boulegon street
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You drool around your mother's feet
What's up to me? Not better
What's up to me? Not smarter
This song is for every boy and girl who
woke up one fine day with no memories about last night
Hangover, blood, scars and dirty breath
this one's for you
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You take a bath with baked beans
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
My dear friend you need to be cleaned
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
Bang a grouper it's not a dream
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
You smell like old and lousy cream
You drink, you puke, you're really drunk
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11. |
On The Ropes (Reprise)
02:51
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I don't understand, I really don't understand
I don't understand something is different
For a couple of days dad's become an alien
I can't look at him now he's a stranger
Yeah he shaved his head, looks like a fighter
Now he's in lightweight league so he scares my mother
I wonder if he's not on the fuckin' ropes
Maybe in trouble, ho he needs a doctor
This is not reality, just a funny game
Just a funny game, no dice in my hand
This is not reality, just a funny game
I don't have the rules, I don't know the end
I feel it comin', feel, feel it comin'
I feel it comin' twistin' my nerves in
I really want to fuck up with the aliens
To spit out my frustration on the ring
Cryin' in the streets, cryin' in the streets
I'm out of touch, a little boy upset and lonely
Conflictual feelings crashing in my head
A terrible remake of Chaplin's kid
This is just reality, not a funny game
Now the die is cast, I'll support your fight
This is just reality, not a funny game
Alone in the dark, don't want you to die
I feel it comin', feel, feel it comin'
I feel it comin' twistin' my nerves in
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