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February 12 (Radio Edit)
03:46
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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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I never cared for your medication
High notation, celebration
I never cared for your bruised vocation
Light detention, federation
I never cared for you meditation
High voltage brain, defecation
I never cared for your silent witness
Do not trespass, broken glass
But can you gimme love?
Can you gimme love?
I never cared for your pony action
Mustang fraction, lack of reaction
I never cared for the dresses you wear
The books you sometimes tear, the soul that you bare
I never cared for your music-business
The greener grass, the fake forgiveness
I never cared for your masturbation
Passing Zoo Station, fly rotation
But can you gimme love?
Can you gimme love?
I never cared for your medication
High notation, celebration
I never cared for your passing station
Fly rotation, masturbation
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As long as I breathe this in
The danger crawls right under my skin
I didn't ask for this man
I didn't ask for this man
I walk alone the city streets
Silence is the only thing I come to meet
I didn't ask for this man
I didn't ask for this man
I don't know tides on my shores
I don't know my face no more
Because
All my cells are now in panic
All my cells are now in panic
I return to the factory
My name is a number
They don't know me
I am insignificant
I am insignificant
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One simple morning turning into a day of magic
Freezing frames and unwantedly so tragic
A mysterious smile was carving through the looking glass
I remember the cool white wine and you dancing on their trash
They couldn’t frame you so where are you now
They couldn’t tame you so where are you now
I said: where are you now for me
The fading photo of my lovely wedding dress
A two year wedding design: to be a test
The restless counter fact still howling at the door
The eyes of Laura Mars can see what’s there no more
They couldn’t frame you so where are you now
They couldn’t tame you so where are you now
I said: where are you now for me
They couldn’t frame you so where are you now
They couldn’t tame you so where are you now
I said: where are you now for me
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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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And if I kill myself, will that make you happy?
Or wear the lederhosen, will that make you happy?
I could eat strychnine, will that make you happy?
Though I give you the choice, I cannot make you happy
If I just stay in bed, will that make you happy?
If I'd just not be proud, will that make you happy?
If I wear a body bag, will that make you happy?
But I rain on your parade, it doesn't make you happy
If I would stay indoors, will that make you happy?
Not grieving on my loss, will that make you happy?
To be one of the guys, will that make you happy?
Though I give you everything, I cannot make you happy
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (I'm wearing this big pack)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (I'm your Straight Agent)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (I'm wearing this big pack)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
You truly love the hunt (She's Miss Teenage Dream And I'm hiding between her sheets)
With your Kalashnikov (Girl, don't toss me while I'm in your head)
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Chardonnay
Chardonnay was just watching
How Damien
Damien started touching
So Chardonnay
Chardonnay started counting
1, 3, 17, 367, 510
Chardonnay
Chardonnay kept watching Damien play
Chardonnay
Chardonnay is still watching
The insults, the insults, the insults
The insults Damien, Damien touches
So Chardonnay
Chardonnay counts away the minutes
7, 8, 15, 27, 33, really Damien? 33, 34
Damien
Damien keeps on going
Chardonnay is
Chardonnay is watching, watching
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Poor Edward
05:12
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Did you hear the news about Edward
On the back of his head
He had another face
Was it a woman's face
Or a young girl
They said to remove it would kill him
So poor Edward was doomed
That face could laugh and cry
It was his devil twin
And at night she spoke to him
Of things heard only in hell
They were impossible to separate
Chained together for life
Finally the bell tolled his doom
He took a suite of rooms
And hung himself and her
From the balcony irons
Some still believe
He was freed from her
But I knew her too well
I say she drove him to suicide
And took poor Edward to hell
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Dog gone mad
But my room is tidy
Face this bad
Leave the world behind me
Stay awake
As The Lord decided
He just likes all things divided
Cat gone out
Was the last instruction
Tour this route
In my wake destruction
Between us: have I ever said
I truly wanted this, I truly wanted this
And as the lights go out I quickly mace the faces blind
And while the night goes on I leave the traces they won't find
And then I ask the tourist: "will there be another night
Or will I die again?"
But then perhaps in all this wicked blindness we provide
It's just the mess we made
Stay behind
I'll do it single handed
Stay behind
I am the independent
If they want to know
In this struck for fame
You'll know the details of my body
Dog gone mad
Strap it to my body
Take the back
Leave the pain in the lobby
Between us: have I ever said
I truly wanted this, I truly wanted this
And as the lights go out I quickly mace the faces blind
And while the night goes on I leave the traces they won't find
And then I ask the tourist: "will there be another night
Or will I die again?"
And as the lights go out I quickly mace the faces blind
And while the night goes on I leave the traces they won't find
And then perhaps in all this wicked blindness we provide
It's just a mess we made
And as the lights go out I quickly mace the faces blind
And while the night goes on I leave the traces they won't find
But then I ask the tourist: "will there be another night
Or will I die again?"
And as the lights go out I quickly mace the faces blind
And while the night goes on I leave the traces they won't find
But then perhaps in all this wicked blindness we provide
It's just the mess we made
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Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin' that there
Was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
Yeah, and if she had to die
Tryin' she had one little promise
She was gonna keep
Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl
It was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
She could the cars roll by
Out on 441
Like waves crashin' on the beach
And for one desperate moment there
He crept back in her memory
God it's so painful
Something that's so close
And still so far out of reach
Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl
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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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