1. |
Sewer King
03:34
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THE SEWER KING
been down, walking around
lonely wandering in a nowhere town
with no money, no dog, no throne and no crown
rolling time with marjoram cigars
not trying to find that peace of mind
just rambling down, just wasting my time
sorry if I misunderstood your name
but with the noise and my cough I can't hear a thing
not looking for something new
no I don't want anything from you
it's this smoke that keeps me from seeing you clear
oh babe i think its time we leave
my mind
needs some time to organise
my mind
to fill the space left in the heart
three o'clock are you ready to go?
we've had the chat, the flowers, the wine, we ever spoke about love?
what? you mean I can't drive we'll you're right, call a cab.
we ever spoke about love?
I don't think so
not looking for something new
no I don't want anything from you
but tonight we both need to share this fire
oh this could be just the perfect
time
to let ourselves loose and spend some little
time
remember, that time flies without saying
bye
oh, keep the pace now
yes your right
I've got an emotional paralysis
a heart like a fortress
and I drink like a beast
though this heals by its own
it's just matter of time time
by the way, we ever spoke about love?
I don't think so
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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2. |
Home
04:24
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HOME
when the lights are down
and there's just you around
don't be fooled by the voices
if you can't see their eyes
despite we have it all
we feel empty inside
maybe searching the wrong ways
leaves you lost and blind
if you've lost your way back home
if you've lost your way back home
maybe,
we can share mine
and you hide yourself
behind your fantasies
between all you've made up
and all you'd wish to be
lock the door from inside
don't need the outside world
be the kingdom and our jail
between the walls of our home
if you've lost your way back home
if you've lost your way back home
maybe,
we can share mine
so we hide ourselves
behind our fantasies
between all we've made up
and all we wish to be
lets lock the door from inside
don't need the outside world
be the kingdom and our jail
between the walls of our home
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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3. |
Go let go
03:01
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GO LET GO
victim part time of sympathetic love crimes
heart kidnaped, love is just a lie
just rely on patience to uncoil time
you know you'll be always tied
behavior sometimes is not quite clear
kindness most times is magnified
defensive mechanism over the years
this is not quite what we had planned
if you want to go let go
if you want to go let go
if you want to go let go
set me free you'll see I won't follow you
the response sometimes is not quite right
regardless the danger we keep loyal and tied
these bounds are not healthy for any one of us...
in spite of the risk we will never leave
this was not intended to be
in spite of the tears we feel secure like this
if you want to go let go
if you want to go let go
if you want to go let go
set me free you'll see I won't follow you
as I repeat to myself...
if you want to go let go
if you want to go let go
if you want to go let go
set me free you'll see I won't follow you
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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4. |
Simony
04:57
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SIMONY
sunday morning wash yourself from hell's smell
clean cut nails no remains from yesterday
walk so holy to devils land,
wave goodbye to your beautiful neighbour's wife
keep your eyes fixed on your bible and your gun
keep them door locked, hide those skeletons in the trunk
wear your best suit and tie...
ready to save your soul to whatever's price
Simony,
paying for your soul
Simony,
won't save you from the hole
mark that case that you'll leave it all to your god
don't forget the vagabond's penny on the way out
nothing's enough if your feeling relieved
it's all much easier when you make your own beliefs
Simony,
paying for your soul
Simony,
won't save you from the hole
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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5. |
Bigger Machines
04:00
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BIGGER MACHINES
wrought iron force, sweat and blood
sweat and blood of what's been lost
this energy device, engine of combustion
a turbine to one's dreams
axe and spades, to erase and reload
with all we have and all we know
this energy device, fuerza para aguantar
a turbine to one's dreams
a strong device to transport ourselves
gotta find the way to make it work this time
strong device to transport ourselves
and if we fail... we'll build up bigger machines
chemically, thermally, mechanically controlled
all the sources set and ready to go
this powered device, ready to ignite
remedy to our wills
a strong device to transport ourselves
gotta find the way to make it work this time
strong device to transport ourselves
and if we fail... we'll build up bigger machines
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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6. |
Hummingbird
03:11
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HUMMINGBIRD
just like a hummingbird
your heart beats so fast
your wings against the wind
and going nowhere fast
just like a hummingbird
could pick the flower you want
could you stand by mine
all these colours, they're yours
if I admit I did wrong
if I admit I did bad
would you let me back home
would you soothe my aching heart
would you soothe aching my heart
and embrace me with warmth
would you ease this pain
and help me fly again
Just like a hummingbird
Just like a hummingbird
Just like a hummingbird
Just like a hummingbird
now is my heart that beats fast
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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7. |
All damage's done
04:18
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ALL DAMAGE'S DONE
a new start, with spare parts
of a broken heart, a table and some empty bags
though we've been in this scene before
still confused, still amused
once more, start from scratch
one more defeat to this batch of broken stripes
after all it could have been worse
It's not that bad now that
the damage's done
go on lift yourself from the floor
paint yourself colour gold
wear your red leather shoes
escape from the bruise
lighter, faster in moves
back to all your original roots
while you just let time freeze
no hurry now, no one will leave
once more, start from scratch
one more defeat to this batch of broken stripes
after all it could have been worse
It's not that bad now that
all damage is done
go on lift yourself from the floor
paint yourself colour gold
wear your red leather shoes
escape from the bruise
go on lift yourself from the floor
paint yourself colour gold
wear your red leather shoes
escape from the blues...
don't crave for what's to come
it will come along
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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8. |
Remember
03:27
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REMEMBER
what if you loose all that you've learned at school
and it's not the age it's not the stress
what if I tell you we just went for a walk
you said you needed some air and got lost in your world
what if I ask you to sit down and talk
will you listen to me? will you tell me your name?
looked at me with eyes so astray
you say you've lost yourself inside your head
Remember
lost deep in language breakdown
untangle this mess reinvent ourselves
nevertheless is fair enough to say
the worst fear of all is of what you don't know
what if I ask you to sit down and talk
will you listen ton me? will you tell me your name?
look at me with eyes so astray
you say you lost yourself, again...
Remember
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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9. |
Payback Gospel
04:35
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PAYBACK GOSPEL
Lord, I've waited enough
Lord, I've had enough
of these lonely times
don't wanna end alone
Lord, I've payed my dues
Lord, I've always been true
It's time for you
to pay yours too
oh I think it's time
for you to stand up
Lord this cold I feel
Lord, there's hunger still
it's time for you
to cure all this
Lord i still can breathe
Lord could even believe
but there is no trace
or treat of peace from you side
oh I think it's time
for you to stand up
Lyrics by John G. O'Hare
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