1. |
Tôt le matin
01:43
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2. |
Didadadudidada
02:48
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The sleep’s hidden in the night,
Somewhere I just can’t find.
There’s so much blood in my bed,
That all my sheets are red.
I think I’m going insane,
There are clouds with rain.
Rain, rain, rainy sunday,
Everything is ok.
No time to wonder why,
Should I, should not try.
Down, down, down so down,
Oh baby I’m going drown.
Feel like it’s the last time,
I try to sleep and hide.
The nightmare turns to a dream,
A kind of movie scene.
I finally found the sleep,
I’m falling into deep.
Strange feel, am I safe?
It smells like death.
That’s why my sheets are red,
There’s so much blood in my bed,
It’s running from my head,
There’s a big hole, I’m dead.
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3. |
Monkey Bus
01:45
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I can’t stand being the driver of the monkey blues, monkey bus.
I can’t stand being the driver of the monkey blues, monkey bus.
I’ve crashed it upon a hill.
I’ve crashed it upon a hill.
I can’t stand rolling in that funky monkey bus, monkey bus.
I can’t bear breathing the air of the monkey bus, monkey bus.
I burnt it up on its wheels,
Killed everybody in.
I can’t stand promoting that funky monkey bus, monkey bus.
'Cause you know how it ends and how it’s dangerous, dangerous.
I can’t help it,
You enjoy it.
You’ll die young pretty monkeys of the monkey bus, monkey bus.
You will sing everywhere you’re dead in the dangerous monkey bus.
Monkey bus,
Monkey bus...
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4. |
The King
04:59
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At the coming of morning,
In the cold dawn light,
Hidden is the king.
And he feels alone,
And he feels like shit,
And he walks in the shadow,
And he runs till it’s
Too much to swallow,
To much for the brain.
Breakdown.
It’s a long day run,
To go see the sun,
In its air-free cage,
In its empty cage.
At the falling of night,
The king stopped his fight,
Shiny burnt eyelids.
In endless heights,
He catched a light,
Between his fingers,
Smoking his anger.
Old is the king,
Of this story,
It isn’t me,
It wasn’t me,
Nobody,
I feel empty.
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5. |
Side Walk
02:34
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6. |
My Shoes
03:37
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My shoes outside it's raining.
My shoes outside it's raining.
I look at the sky through the window,
I can't find what that to do,
To make my shoes back home.
To make my shoes back home.
My shoes outside it's storming.
My shoes outside it's storming.
My soles: swim pool bottoms,
I got to keep on walking.
Where would I go barefoot.
Where would I go barefoot.
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7. |
Let's Be Friends
02:53
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Humanize,
Socialize,
Let‘s be friends.
I don’t care,
If you are,
Awake.
Underfed,
Undertown,
Underdogs.
Anywhere,
strange places,
disapear.
Black,
Footsteps,
On the alley.
I’ll return,
Cause I feel,
I’m welcome.
Noses,
Bleeding,
War.
Outside,
Screaming,
Someone.
I don’t care,
I’m alive,
Let’s be friends.
People,
Drink,
A lot.
People,
Drink,
A lot.
Humanize,
Socialize,
Let’s be friends.
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8. |
Church Song 1
04:42
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9. |
Church Song 2
02:00
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10. |
Need Some
04:13
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Walking the bottom,
I really need some.
Looking for a rest,
I really need some,
Walking the bottom,
I really need some.
Looking for a rest,
I really need some,
Looking for the sky,
Looking for the sun.
I really need some,
Is there anyone?
I really need some,
I’m smoking paper.
I think I become,
A thief and a liar.
I really need some,
For just one more time,
And just for the sun,
I really need some,
I really need some....
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11. |
God's Favorite Tune
02:17
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Afraid to come into the room,
Hardly enter into the room,
He is flying into the sky.
Time is hard this afternoon,
We can't go through this afternoon,
Beware of planes into the sky.
God is playing his favorite tune,
It is always too much too soon,
He is flying into the sky.
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12. |
Skizo
07:38
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13. |
Tard le soir
02:22
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LOASO SKIZO BAND France
Noisy asshole, feedback junkie, samplette addict
playing, editing, tracking,mixing sounding, smoking music for pleasure and lust, in the noise and in the dust.
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