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New Adam
04:30
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Darling
I used the infrared
And what a light it shed
Painting of the skin
Darling
Every hair you have
The gesture of your legs
Painted on the skin
Greeted with shock, unbounded
An ocean of flesh, surrounded
Made it my task to show it
Little do you know to throw it
Into obscurity
My little divinity
The posture was correct
And corrected I stand
Darling (My Darling)
Throwing on the linen (My Darling)
Once we were beginning (My Darling)
Paintings on the skin
Darling (My Darling)
Attention did it bring (My Darling)
To the Ancestral Sin (My Darling)
This painting of your skin
Greeted with shock, unbounded
An ocean of flesh, surrounded
Made it my task to show it
Little do you know to throw it
Into obscurity
My little divinity
Who did I protect?
With my six inches to your softer side
You said: I’ll take you to the other side
I said: I’ll take you, tease you, taste you, take you further
Yeah, further, yeah, further, yeah
Greeted with shock, unbounded
An ocean of flesh, surrounded
Made it my task to show it
Little do you know to throw it
Into obscurity
My little divinity
The posture was correct
And corrected I stand
Yes, corrected I stand
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Lost Angeles
05:41
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Traffic jam for six hours straight
Where egos eventually deflate
And when I put my hand in your hand
I realise they don’t understand
In Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Networking wasted all my policies
Running from and to opportunities
Earn a dollar for some tasteless piss
Is there a way to get out of this
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Are they really hanging out with me?
Are they really hanging out with me?
Are they really hanging out with me?
Are they really? Yeah, yeah, yeah
We’re here to celebrate plastic
To hail everything, so fantastic
It pisses me off, if you ever had a doubt
I’ll find a proper way to get the fuck out
Of Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
Lost Angeles
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February 12
04:22
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To tell you the truth
This is the night I die
It's the furthest from my mind
But the only thing I could find
Lying on your back seat and everything you touch is insides
It's the furthest from the truth
But I want to have you inside
And once you take me in
You take me in
When you take me in
You take me in
To tell you the truth
I love you somehow
It's a funny little gag
But no-one will ever find
Lying on your back seat end everything I touch is divine
Let me tell you the truth
I love to have you inside
And once you take me in
You take me in
When you take me in
You take me in
My skin never felt so soft under February skies
You surely showed me what lies hidden inside
Lying on your back seat and everything we do blows my mind
They may never know the truth
But I left this place risen high
And then you took me in
You took me in
You just took me in
You took me in
And once you take me in
You take me in
When you take me in
You take me in
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Rebel Without a Cause
04:32
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If only I could replace
This ending with some shape of grace
I can feel your pain
Got a tattoo for your name
I have to skip to the other scene
Where you first walked into frame
I got the bullets
Jimmy said
From the place where you were hiding with your friends
I got the bullets
Jimmy said
And no-one at the scene was listening
Now the words float toward the end
If only I could replace
Tears running down Judy’s face
Since I feel all their pain
I got a tattoo for your name
I have to skip to the other scene
Where you first walked into frame
I got the bullets
Jimmy said
From the place where you were hiding with your friends
I got the bullets
Sweet Jimmy said
And no-one at the scene was listening
Now the words float toward the end
And
He shouted, shouted, shouted
And there’s was no-one there, that night
Who could understand your pain
Who could easily explain
Who could replace a certain blame
I got a tattoo with your name
I have to skip to the other scene
Where you first walked into frame
I got the bullets
Jimmy said
From the place where you were hiding with your friends
I got the bullets
Sweet Jimmy said
And no-one at the scene was listening
Now the words float toward the end
End
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For Saddening Eyes
04:19
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It's in your breath
This blossoming nectar
Mad men on a path of gold
Intended just to scar
Twisting bones until they snap
Twisting till I bend
I scream but no one can hear
Familiar to your ear
See how we plowed
For saddening eyes
Filled with tears to pave our way
My hair returned to grey
Twisting bones until they snap
Twisting till I bend
I scream but no one can hear
Familiar to your ear
Show me your face
Study its comfort now
Can we recall the harmony
That lingered then turned sour
Familiar to your ears?
Familiar to your ears
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Our Little Boy
03:19
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As it cuts so very deep
In a tin-box flight our boy comes home again
Cannot hold him tenderly
And when they say: "he was beautiful"
They never see Our Little Boy
As strange as it may seem
A single file for the wounds that keep on burning
I want him haunting me
And when they say: "he was beautiful"
They never see Our Little Boy
As it cuts so very deep
Our little boy colder than ever before
They tell me in between
Our little boy
Our little boy
Our little boy no more
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On Common Ground
07:23
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Hey there
I'm calling from the station
I matched a complication
On common ground
Hey there
The reason that I'm calling
I do believe we're falling
On common ground
Hey there
I still see you quiver
On the bottom of the river
On common ground
Hey there
A fault in my insurance
In need of some assistance
On common ground
Hey there
Six foot and arising
Now retread in hiding
On common ground
Hey there
After the latest visit
We were each other's witness
On common ground
On common ground
Hey there
Did you ever escape her?
That tender Venus in fur?
On common ground
Hey there
No further hesitations
This freak of human nature
On common ground
Hey there
She came on as a manic
Breath slightly vitriolic
On common ground
Hey there
Took the morning papers
You just left for breakfast
On common ground
Hey there
Left alone to beat it
The way that you would treat it
On common ground
On common ground
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Breathe It
04:04
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When they say it's just a silly phase
They never had a taste of it
Double-crossed fully exploit
If I breathe it in, will they breathe it in
You like to have it black and white
Then try to read between the lines
I never monochromed my life
I just breathe it in, let me breathe it in
Tell you: time to make a choice
All they do is Sophie you
They make you mute so they can voice
But still I breathe it in, let me breathe it in
Not put but push you into a box
Mortification fits like a glove
Orientation forced through detox
Because you breathe it in, yes, you breathe it in
Don't ask for a general escape
That's freebee to their communal rape
You take a social leap of faith
Once you breathe it in, and still I breathe it in
No matter who, they're always touching you
But, dude, you just haven't a clue
You're such a total waste of air
I never breathe you in when I breathe it in
Still they say it's just a silly phase
While they never had a taste of it
Double-crossed fully exploit
But still I breathe it in, let me breathe it in
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Jean Koning Amsterdam, Netherlands
Jean Koning has been a compelling force in the underground music scene since his unlikely folk&jazz debut transferring the
band The Children of a Lesser God into the avant-punk extravaganza !JP in 1988. His star-studded career includes albums such as Notes from Purgatory, Man Enough to be a Woman and Wake Up In L.A.
Throughout his career, Mr. Koning has been honored with numerous awards.
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