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Corrupted Blood Incident
04:14
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some of them will cross your city lines
some of them got money for their crimes
some of them might think they are asigned
some of them might think they are alive
as long as dogs bark
i can tell they have arrived
as long as i'm in the dark
i can tell i need
i can tell i urge to survive
some of them do none but take
some of them whipe out mistakes
some of them prey upon your shame
some of them wash out their blame
as long as dogs bark
i can tell they have arrived
as long as i'm in the dark
i can tell i need
i can tell i urge to survive
in this flood of corrupted blood
some of them can never get enough
as long as dogs bark
i can tell they have arrived
as long as i'm in the dark
i can tell i need
i can tell i urge
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the wreck and sprat
circling with modest sets
make sure you'll soon forget
before we rage against the tragic of it
syrup-gold curls
revealing prince albert's pearls
we both let our flag unfurl
before we rage against the tragic of the night
titbits and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
dandruff and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
moonshine and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
whalejuice and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
i have truly always wanted bandaging nights with you
can you see the dire places
whiped from our tired faces
don't show old lipstick traces
arsenic is served with graces
can you see the dire places
whiped from our tired faces
don't show old lipstick traces
arsenic is served with graces here
from washing line
our sweet morals in decline
it might end up in denial
before we rage against the tragic of it
moonless night
under milk wood's shoe black skies
let me shipwreck in your thighs
before we rage against the tragic of the night
titbits and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
dandruff and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
moonshine and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
whalejuice and topsyturvies / i have always wanted nights
i have truly always wanted bandaging nights with you
can you see the dire places
whiped from our tired faces
don't show old lipstick traces
arsenic is served with graces
can you see the dire places
whiped from our tired faces
don't show old lipstick traces
arsenic is served with graces
can you see the dire places
whiped from our tired faces
don't show old lipstick traces
arsenic is served with graces
can you see the dire places
whiped from our tired faces
don't show old lipstick traces
arsenic is served with graces here
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Panem Et Circenses
03:16
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i don't care about your problems
i don't care once you turn your back
is it any wonder
i'm so full of thunder these days
ignore the empire's decline
i've given you my time
once you promised me
bread and games
bread and games
i don't care as long as they entertain me
i don't care what tomorrow could bring me
is it any wonder
i'm so full of thunder these days
ignore the empire's decline
i've given you my time
once you promised me
bread and games
bread and games
just give me (gimme gimme gimme)
just give me (gimme gimme gimme)
bread
and
games
is it any wonder
i'm so full of thunder these days
ignore the empire's decline
i've given you my time
once you promised me
bread and games
bread and games
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with some boyish ease
trouble-free therefore
he just aims to please
in shimmering armour
elegance misused
in his secret garden
for an untraced boost
tends to be algebra
and i realize every single one has to die
it resonates so wildly from nature's trials
tried to live my life in casinos, i
tried to live my life with my paramours
tried to live until i recently found out
living is like waltzing
under african skies
just say no to your
mindset therapist
just pretend to be
a nasty anarchist
please hold all my calls
tell them i don't exist
catch the sunbeams through
every hair on my chest
and i realize every single one has to die
it resonates so wildly from nature's trials
tried to live my life in casinos, i
tried to live my life with my paramours
tried to live until i recently found out
living is like waltzing
all through africa
tried to live my life in casinos, i
tried to live my life with my paramours
tried to live my life in technicolor
tried to live my life racing unicorns
tried to live until i recently found out
living is like waltzing
under african skies
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Broken Horse
01:14
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they strapped me to some wild, wild horse
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in a tight ass atmosphere, 'tween corona and surface
true worship ends up here, 'tween corona and surface
tale once told how to fear, 'tween corona and surface
show old men where to steer, 'tween corona and surface
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
lights the lamp that guides us through, 'tween corona and surface
hail the sun that comforts you, 'tween corona and surface
nuclear rains that pull you through, 'tween corona and surface
energising earth's misuse, 'tween corona and surface
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
cryogenic poison now misused, 'tween corona and surface
while acacia's tears produce, 'tween corona and surface
resurrection of your youth, 'tween corona and surface
haematose just tells the truth
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
we're all running in great big circles
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Dear Kitty
05:55
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i got up real fast
put on my best dress
guess it's your birthday too
i took a big risk
here on the attick
but i enjoy the view
i don't need much here
some morning glory
and little time with you
i hear of fathers
i hear of mothers
of screaming babies too
i hear they force them
to breathe in hydrogen cyanide fumes
i hear that one day
yes, maybe some day
they want me breathing too
but hear dear kitty
until that bad day
we'll share a moment or two
whatever they want
whatever they do
it won't come 'tween us two
want life to give me
a sense of duty
perhaps some romance too
i got some pictures
they're in my bedroom
they show some altered truth
i hear of strong men
beautiful women
of orphaned children too
i hear they force them
to breathe in hydrogen cyanide fumes
i hear that one day
yes, maybe some day
they want me breathing too
i hear of romas
rebels, jehovas
hear of some priests too
i hear they force them
to breathe in hydrogen cyanide fumes
i hear that one day
yes, maybe some day
they want me breathing too
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Liberate Te Ex Machina
04:30
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sock puppet
where do you think you go
in my pocket
i have cash that flows
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one more time
sock puppet
you think i'm some machine
just drop it
face my true regime
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one more time
sock puppet
don't like this tattered dress
then cut it
it's all you'll ever get
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one more time
sock puppet
been living my e'vry farce
you'll love it
i remain in charge
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one more time
sock puppet
lonely on your strings
just wasted
and feel how that stings
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one more time
sock puppet
t'was easy to avoid
you forced it
left me in control
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one more time
sock puppet
you think it's all a game
can't stop it
call me by my name
trapped in my cellar
you circle me six more times
sock puppet
you made your final call
what trumpets
are blasting through my walls
trapped in my cellar
you circle me one last time
poor jericho
is that's all you think you know
rahab had a window
you passed your crown
it's your turn to bow
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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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