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Un Trop
02:48
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Ladies and Gentlemen
Let me introduce you to
Les indomptables, les ineffables, les éméchés, les chiens loups
The 33 Dogs !
Ladies and Gentlemen
Let me introduce you to
THE 33 DOGS !
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Sleeping Sailor
05:41
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Sleeping Sailor
Travels above every sea
He floats on a strange stone
He crossed the border of madmen
Sleeping Sailor
He's a drama hunter
I fell asleep
During his charming speeches
Sleeping Sailor
Took me to a capsized ship
He's the wind captain
Every cloud is scared of him
Sleeping Sailor
Fishing the confused souls
He drowned in the wastelands
But he never dissapeared
Sleeping Sailor
He discovered the Black Anchor
Hidden in a crak
Like the stories in the dark
Sleeping Sailor
I feel this big hole
Look out it pulls me
I hear the evil mocking
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3. |
Dreams
05:32
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My dreams
They are joking me
They Sleep
And I'm always so lazy
My Dreams
They Are kidding me
They keep sleeping
Oh man they're so boring
My Dreams, My dreams
are so annoying
My dreams, run
away for me
My dreams
They are mocking me
They make me feel
So empty and to dizzy
My dreams
Are waiitng forever
They dissappear
And I never get better
My dreams, my dreams
Are so annoying
My dreams, run
Away from me
My dreams
are made of nothing
My dreams, always
Run away
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4. |
F.I.P
02:35
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TV Clowns
03:18
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Tv clowns
Buffoons on the TV
They break my mind
When I hear them gabbing
Oh TV Clowns
They are not very funny
And I feel down
When I turn on my TV
TV Clowns
They die, slowly
You'll always find
Jerks who love their fantasies
TV Clowns
They claim to hold the truth
They dress in lies
And think they are still useful
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6. |
What I Do (feat Otsar)
03:50
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My old papa said : "Come and sit on my lap, I wanna tell ye a story you don't know."
Your old ma saw me spending all my life, breaking my spine to get money home,
now I ain't got no friends nor honeys, to hang on to every day.
Everybody's gone your mommy went away with another man.
But I keep my head up, little guy.
I swallow my pride, don't ask why.
I walk straight, little guy, I stand my ground...
I'm walking on water, wearin' my papa's suit,
tryin' to get better,
that's what I do
Hideous mobs they ramble and tangle, assaulting the statue with flashes and phones.
Legs like logs, goin' back to battle, a-volting by the avenue through lashes and moans.
No greenbacks in the pocket, no cigarettes, no stash.
Just an old car with no petrol gas, its hard to look in the glass.
But I keep my head up, little guy.
I swallow my pride, don't ask why.
I walk straight, little guy, I stand my ground...
I'm walking on water,
wearin' my papa's suit,
tryin' to get better, that's what I do
Dig deep down the tunnel and find the train.
Ride the floods among the masses in bloom.
Dive into the street-like brothel and seek the pearls of rain.
Walk through the street-like puzzle at the break of doom
But keep your head up little guy,
swallow your pride don't ask why.
Walk straight little guy,
stand your ground.
I'm walking on water,
wearin' my papa's suit,
tryin' to get better,
that's what I do
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7. |
Daily Sunshine
03:23
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I'm having such a good time
With the lady sunshine
I hope I'll see her on the moon
Because I won't be back soon
Hello Miss sunshine
Could You get out of my mind
How long, how long will it take ?
To disappear from the earth
Hey Miss Sunshine
Could You get out of my life
Shoud I always feel your taste ?
I wan't you away from me
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8. |
Dan
03:32
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I wake up this morning
Sunshine everywhere
The only thing I have
Is the breath of a bear
I can hear a groovy beat
Behind me
So I dance with a chick
I hope she's free
I hold her close to me
Oh God she's hot
her guy is watchin' us
But I forgot
I kiss her on the neck
And the man comes
He hits me in the face
And I fall like a stone
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9. |
Woodhand
03:57
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Woodhand
Lynx eyes
Potatoe nose
Oh please make me cry
Woodhand
Is a gentleman
Claws in mittens
He won't touch Your friends
Woodhand, Woodhand
How do you play the guitar so good ?
Goodman, sweethand, gentleman
Woodhand
Is a war machine
With his paws he bends
He drinks gasoline
Woodhand,
He likes his girls alright
Comin' from the wild life
The god of guitar, man !
Woodhand, Woodhand
how do you play the guitar so good ?
Goodman, sweethand, gentleman
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10. |
Ysatsce Fo Modgink
04:08
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Everyday, all the clones want
heir satisfaction
Only, One idea appears
Buy endlessly
Sheep love to waste their time
Droolin' on shop windows
They want what tey can't afford
To be adored
Kingdom of ecstasy
Gets bigger and bigger
The sheeps, fall into the trap
They're not very smart
The Kingdoms of ecstasy
Have their names shining day and night
It's a cool slaughterhouse
It's the sheep's legacy
And where's my esctasy in this world of lust
Shoud I dress like a sheep
To be, to be satisfied there
There's no ecstasy
With that kind of delight
Look at those empty faces
in these unholy places
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X
04:49
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And I wonder where the birds fly
And I wonder where you go at night
And I wonder are you still free now
Even though you might not be back
It still seems like im on track
Id like to see where you lay your head
Id like to see where you lay dead
I see traces i see the light
I see smiles id like to delight
send me a wish id like to try
For even a glimpse at heaven is fine
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