1. |
Breathless
02:08
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Running out of breath in the night
do you like me now I guessed so yes I’m alright
Lost and lonely like a one time lover
I’m wearing tights cuz tonight I’ll only stay for a night, I’ll only stay for a night
Give me those big false eyes of wonder
Sticky kisses, a big jacket which we can hide under
kissing you feels like 1984
And we laugh and we fall we crash bottles on the floor and I need to get more
bottles down to the floor
Boston, New York, Chicago
And your name I didn’t know
I still wear your leather coat
and I’m running out of breath
and I’m running out of breath
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2. |
#1985
03:01
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He’s always left to go alone, the last one to go home
He’s always left to go alone, the last one to go home
The beer got stale but there’s a gaze form a young pretty witty face
that girl July she locks her eyes, gonna take her home tonight
Underage drinking, fucking around, I had to turn thirty before I could be so cool
She drops out of school
First I was miserable in this bar, now they call me Carlos I’m a superstar, so cool
I’m a fool
Underage drinking fucking around
Is my video ready yet, is is?
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3. |
Moby Dick
02:41
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I watch the mess nicely unfold
I can’t grasp the darkness out in the sea
We should mourn the stories untold
Instead I ask myself if I’ve been bold
I don’t dive I’m just tiptoeing through the night
I don’t dive I’m ok as long as I’m alright
Moby Dick isn’t white anymore
plenty of colors are stranded at the shore
El Capitano where’s your command
Command+SHIFT+4 won’t solve this one you know
I don’t dive I’m just tiptoeing through the night
I don’t dive I’m ok as long as I’m alright
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4. |
Walnuss
02:43
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Schaue durch die blickdichten Fenster
Verhängnisfallen wärst du hier wärst du längst da
Wir nehmen teil an der Belanglosigkeit
Schau mal weg ich zieh mich aus
bevor du’s weißt hab ich mich ausgetauscht
Wir nehmen teil an der Belanglosigkeit
Beleidigungen sind locker besetzt
wir schneiden gut an sind dennoch verletzt
Aus der Luft, gegriffen gefangen
Empfangsbestätigungen kommen nicht an
So schön, aus Versehen
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5. |
Yosemite
02:57
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You sit on a plane next to me, three years later you are dead
we had a mutual friend, whom we dearly loved until the end
Your dog is all alone at your house
Your dog is all alone at your house
in Yosemite
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6. |
Free
03:03
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Free during the night time baby cuz other people’s dreams is what I eat
I’m coming for you
Going to the beach when I’m all alone my friends call me up I just got home
I wear a bra that’s pretty loose you go up to me and grab my boob hey
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Klartraum
02:06
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In my head, I feel so bad, because I didn’t go to bed
- Don’t be a baby, you might feel bad now, but we just wanna dance, is that a crime?
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8. |
Rollerskate
01:55
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Super duper blasting rollerskate
8pm I’m hanging out with my mates
We’re a gang, we’re the greasers, there’s a riot we bump into the cheetas
It scares me when Johnny’s right next to my (hey baby)
they have stolen our strategy
obviously
we push to get faster
but now here’s the disaster
do you hear the sound, when I hit the ground?
Roller-roller-skate-skate-roller-roller-skate-skate
As bad as with a bad, smash into your face strike…
As evil as can be I say, as evil as can be I say
on the roller-skate roller-skate roller-skate roller-skate
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9. |
Diamonds
03:47
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My baby’s mad I never never never cry up
My baby’s mad I never never never cry up
I don’t want to, yeah don’t want to
never never never cry up…
Diamond rings on your bed
false fur coat on my chest
In my head I never cry up - In my head I never cry up
Feelings bold no regrets
don’t trust the snake
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10. |
Computer Love
02:27
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300 crimes, only admit to one
they’ve been charging me slowly
police they don’t know me
my kids are on the run
objection your honor, relevance? sustained
I’ve never worn cologne before
I do not know MS Paint
my kids are on the run
Bazillion megahearts, her space is running low
storing all the memories of you and me from the get go
my kids are on the run
I’m floating the world wide web
I’m Sparrow she’s my boat
I LOVE THE INTERNET
Electrosmog’s my alcohol
my kids are on the run
Computer Love
National Intelligence banging on the door,
should destroy the evidence my love is growing more
I can’t leave my ladyboard we’ve never been apart
will I ever see her again?
No visiting hours.
It breaks my heart
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11. |
Song for Mildred
02:30
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Blue dirt night, palm trees hanging low
sunset drive cramped up for show
they’d see her fall, three women in heat
violent screams drown in painted steam
parts of her keep your colors alive
now that Mildred’s gone, they all feel alike
dust meltdown at Malibu Beach
I’m counting sand, it stopped making sense
drink it up and then
take a shot at when, at when you were young
before you were gone
and then
play it again
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