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Hard Times
02:55
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I live in an analogue world. I live in an analogue world. And your so digital. This is my world. It seems ok. Without me. Everyday. I’m searching for beauty. I’m searching for beauty. I’m searching for beauty.
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Flat Out
03:14
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See you in my dreams and you are. A force of nature. See you in my dreams and you are. A force of nature. She is beautiful. Can’t you see it? Everything is wonderful. See you in the morning and I found my religion. See you in the morning and I found my religion. She is beautiful. Can’t you see it? Everything is wonderful. What happens when you turn away? Which way should I turn? Which way should I fall? See you in the evening and watch you stop the traffic. She is wonderful. Can’t you see it? Everything is wonderful.
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Imagination
01:29
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Lyrics:
The worlds in your imagination. Every time you. Imagination. And everything that you wanted
comes alive when you feel her. Every time it’s over. I take your hand. Let’s dance now. And every time. Every time.
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Song Of The City
03:19
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Lyrics:
Song of the city. Song of the city. Song of the city oh yeah. Song of the city. Make it pretty. Song of the city. Make me smile. Make me see something. I’ve not seen before. Every time you wanted more. Song of the City. Make me smile. Song of my spirit. That’s my style. Ever wondered. What’s a picture of you? Sometimes I think it’s true. And we’ve got to. Stay up now
Slip on downtown. So we got to. Look forward. It’s something. I do like to. Song of the city. Song of the city. Song of the city. Make me smile.
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Something Brutal
02:10
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Lyrics:
Something brutal. In my head. Something brutal. Left for dead. When you’re wondering. What to say. Where do we go here? Take it away. Sweetest love child. What’s your name? Taking nothing for granted is the same. Every time I see. Every time I be. Little by little. Sickening. What do you believe? What do you believe? What do you believe? What do you believe? What do you?
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62 Sound
02:49
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Lyrics:
I am not your boss. Have not played the game. Wondering what’s the point. Everything stays the same. Trying to exit here. Ain’t got no hope. I do feel, super hard. Ain’t no one, means enough. I just see opportunity. Oh. I want you. I want you. Everytime, I hear your name. Sky grows dark, burns with flame (burns with pain). Candles burn, from both ends. It’s time. It’s time. To feel my loving.
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Life Art Sound
05:52
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Lyrics:
Life is simple. It is complex. Life is the feeling. When you’re perplexed. Life is a picture. Can be a sound. Life is lost. And life is found. Life is a dream. Seldom pursued. Life is the one. That you never viewed. Life is a friend. When you’re alone. Life is a roof. When you are cold. These are the things. That make it real. These are the things. That make us feel. These are the things. That set us free. And this is what you mean to me. Art is simple. It is complex. Art is the future. Without subtext. Art is a picture. Can be a sound. Art is lost. And art is found. Art is a dream. Seldom pursued. Art is the one that you. Never viewed. Art is a friend. When you’re alone. Art is a roof. When you are cold. These are the things. That make it real. These are the things. That make us feel. These are the things. That set us free. And this is what you mean to me. Sound is simple. It is complex. Sound is the feeling. When you’re perplexed. Sound is a song. Stuck in your head. Sound is live. And sound is dead. Sound is a dream. Seldom pursued. Sound can never. Be viewed. Sound is a friend. On your headphones. Sound is a roof. When you are cold.
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Night Beat
04:12
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We pack the car and it’s off for the weekend. We pack the car and it’s off for the weekend. Off to see family and friends. I make no plans because I’m so last minute. Hey we’ve got to feel that soul. Don’t you know. We’ve got to feel that soul. Hey we’ve got to feel that soul. Hey we’ve got to feel that soul. Do you feel that soul? Do you feel that soul? We pack the car and it’s off for the weekend. We pack the car and it’s off for the weekend. Off to get a little adventure. R&R a break from routine. Hey we’ve got to feel that soul. Don’t you know. We’ve got to feel that soul. Hey we’ve got to feel that soul. Hey we’ve got to feel that soul. Do you feel that soul? Do you feel that soul?
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Hypnotic Head
03:29
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Lyrics:
You want it. You got it. You want it. You got it. You got it. You got it. What you going to do now? You got it. You got it. What you going to do now? Every time it’s just the same. Differences faces in the frame. Can we shake it up a bit? Trying hard to make it fit. You drove us off. The wrong side of. A cliff so hard. And you are off. You never stay. To sort it out. You got your way. And now you’re out. What you say. And what you mean. It’s the gap that’s in between. Causing difference. Causing hate. Won’t you take it all away? Now it’s over.
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Sonic Youth On Bad Drugs
06:48
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That discordant sound. That runs through my head. It just sounds. Like sonic youth on bad drugs. That discordant sound. Goes round and round. I can't see no change. It's such white boy music. It's such white boy music. I don't see that getting played in the ghetto. What moral code do you live by? Where do you live? You're just in the coffee shops. You're the biggest cynic. I ever did meet. You just can’t take. More than 20 minutes. You’ve got to lighten up. And see the fun. You know it's everywhere right? Got to listen up. To the sound. I know it’s boring but hey.
That discordant sound. That goes round my head. At very fast speeds. At very fast speeds. Ba ba ba ba. Trying to get a tune. Not sure why. Or what key it’s in. This is proof of madness. By the letter of law. Probably do something. To fuck them all. But I guess I like. Fooling around instead. Just recording shit. That comes in my head. This is such white boy music. We need some fun. But we got no rhythm. Oh no. Sonic youth on bad drugs. Like sonic youth on bad drugs.
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11. |
Was A Hound Dog
03:29
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Lyrics:
Well. I was a dog gone. Well. I was a clown. I feel insatiable. You you’re never around. Say it’s something that I ought to hear. Where do you go when the lights go out? I’ll take it everywhere. I’ll make it I don’t care. You you got it somewhere in your head. We are losing shame.
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12. |
Eno Calm
03:36
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Lyrics:
Instrumental.
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