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Trained
04:48
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Every morning it's a crime, shot by sunshine
Misery loves company, takes me for a ride
Million riders on the train all twisted out of shape
And I want to spread my wings and fly
But it's so tight, every inch is occupied
Still something tells me forget nine to five
At the end of the line, there's a brand new sight
Getting off this train before that time
La-la-la La-la-la-la-la
Skipping breakfast in the morning
Another meal just passed me by
Like the car that left me high and dry
No room for one last bite
In the rain, the sleet, and the snow
You gotta go where you gotta go
Gotta keep on moving and grooving
With no room to maneuver
So climb aboard, don't hold the doors
I think I'll pull the cord
La-la-la La-la-la-la-la
It was like a war, Viet Nam without the napalm
Evacuation, everybody off the train
Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge
Trying not to lose my head
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2. |
B-Girl
02:37
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You know you should have done it long ago
You know you should have tried to give it a go
But I know one day will come, oh I know one day will come
Yes I know, that day you'll be bent down on your knees
You see she looks so lonely like an old blues song
You see she's standing there but she won't stay long
She's so beautiful tonight, much more brighter than any other light
She just seems to be an apple and I wanna take a bite
She's so beautiful tonight, much more brighter than any other light
She just seems to be an apple and I wanna take a bite
I wanna take a bite, I wanna take a bite
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3. |
Litany
03:42
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In every prayer I see the same old litany
By changing their names they just pretend it's something new
In every thought you might have thought about me
By blurring colors you made it look quite like a treat
Then you can say whatever, but if you tell it like it is
When you've got no shelter, then you're afraid of me
The scent of nothing is spreading everywhere in here
Not a word to say, not a word to say
I met a new boy, looks like a jerk but he's good indeed
I met a new girl, she goes to church at least once a week
You didn't see that you ought to let it be
Here under this shade, no room for you and me
You can say whatever, but if you tell it like it is
Here under this shade, no room for you and me, and me, and me, and me, and me...
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Black shirt, black tie, black suit, black shirt, black tie, black suit
You wanna go work in a camp in Beirut, and deploy your tanks from Beirut
Flew down to work on diplomatic solutions,
But quickly you turned to military options,
No clear distinction in the population
You just used the word “terror” to justify your actions
Black shirt, black tie, black suit, black shirt, black tie, black suit
You wanna go work in a camp in Beirut, and deploy your tanks from Beirut
Black shirt, black tie, black tie, black shirt
You dare not respond to the human rights' community
People like you can't stand transparency or nudity
You say that your job is building bridges, crossing borders
But had to destroy them to save them with your murders
Black shirt, black tie, black suit, black shirt, black tie, black suit (x3)
You wanna go work in a camp in Beirut, and deploy your tanks from Beirut
The black shirt is a shackle, the black tie is a noose,
The black suit the executioner's dress, and all of them fit just perfectly this mess
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5. |
Another Sleepless Night
03:56
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Another sleepless night, another migraine
you plunge inside me, and take my guts out
come on you can rob me now, take anything you want
ooh the way I think about you, I never thought I could
In my vision I'm doing all I can, to get myself out of this place
I believe there's something I can do, to break free and look for new space
the place I'm in I'm not able to share, with anybody but myself
and understanding how this works for me, just won't take me anywhere
Restless is my body, there's only one thing
inside out and upside down, head over heels but does it matter?
freeways are not so free, and highways aren't high
I always think about you, this time it ain't a lie
Frustration this is what I feel, whenever I get stuck inside these moments
terminal cancer incurable disease, all thoughts are crowding my mind
there's no way out I can't see any light, darkness rules everywhere
I feel like I'm a powerless amoeba, death is my only friend
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The Monkey
02:57
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A guy walks into a bar with a monkey on his back
He likes his party animal on
Eyes and ears, mouth and nose, head and shoulders
Overflow with chips that can't be bought or sold
He gets a pass for being second to last
Just adds it to his stash
By the time the backlash comes
It's too late the damage has been done
It's said and done
The medieval divas have become true believers
Standing tall at four feet under the ground
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil
Brothers keepers always marry to the mob
The sacrifices of a mafia wife
The money or your life
By the time the whispers start
It's too late you could be dead and gone
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7. |
Funk 饭客的故事
03:53
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姑娘，姑娘给爱我，爱我就给我摸一摸
你要摸，你摸不着，摸出事来莫怪我
姑娘已十八，一朵新鲜花，谁是小蜜蜂，随风把花摘了。
“大官人，请啊”：“姑娘在哪里？姑娘在哪里？”
姑娘在西门庆的眼睛里！
我们的生活，我们的欲望，我们的聪明，我们的方向在哪里啊？
…
姑娘在哪里？姑娘在哪里？姑娘在哪里？饭客在哪里？饭客在老百姓的生活里
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The Insufficient Funs Kunming, China
American guitarist Namsung, Italian bassist, Sandro Cagnin, and French drummer Philippe Semanaz met in Kunming, China
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