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Movie's Architecture
04:59
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Oh please I need more than bliss
I’m staring at this movie's architecture
Gimme your analysis
Like an animal a scientist
Thank God I’m on the list
On the backseat of your front seat
And what a pleasure
A brain dead needs a fix
A brain dead likes the risk now
Movie’s architecture
Movies architecture
But boy I might need help
What's wrong with me I can't tell I don't know
I must be pride in jail
Guilty but half insane no
The rabbit is digging his grave
Digging his grave
The rabbit he's free in his cage
Free in his cage
Movie’s architecture
Movie’s architecture
Sit tight buckle up don't scream
I can't tell what you’ve noticed on the screen
Handcuffed and I don't resist
Careless but short on benefits
If fantasy should not ends
What’s the use of feeling feeling great I don't know
If soldiers cannot fail
The battle cannot end no
The rabbit is digging his grave
Digging his grave
The rabbit he's free in his cage
Free in his cage
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Ikea Boy
03:28
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Ikea boy reported missing
He’s got salad bowl blues
He was a member of the tool users
Who wants gas oil and some fuel
But it's not fair, it's not right
It's just self-improvement
But every time it ends in self destruction
I’m clicking right, cause I really want to
The division of recreation
Cleaning my fucking soap
What you’re hiding
Is what you’re missing
Some gravity in the void
So I say farewell and goodbye
I’m writing the final script, the final scene, but a point is missing
I’m clicking right, cause I really want to
I really want you to decide what's the point I’m missing
I really want you to decide my presence in the scheme
To decide all my work in my team
To decide the final script, the final film
I really want to
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3. |
Artschool
03:19
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Well it’s not a lie I’m leaving art school
All of this time I told stories not true
About a life I never had in the past
And if you’re aware you should be coming clean too
That was your cure or just a statement used
To deserve my silly jokes in this fast food
I’m leaving artschool (leaving the school)
And I think it’s cool (and I think it’s cool)
I’m leaving artschool (leaving the school)
And I think it’s cool
So sing along with me if you’re leaving artschool
You gotta sing along with me if you’re leaving artschool
Freaking out the neighborhood painting crazy shits for the fools
Skipping class starting a new
Leaving artschool
Well I need to fix my fucking mind
Work in the morning workout the evening tight
I’m not needy anymore
I think I’m alright but I think I don’t care
I think it’s summer but it’s fucking winter
Maybe a scarf could cover up my face when it’s over
I’m leaving artschool (leaving the school)
And I think it’s cool (and I think it’s cool)
I’m leaving artschool (leaving the school)
And I think it’s cool
So sing along with me if you’re leaving artschool
You gotta sing along with me if you’re leaving artschool
Freaking out the neighborhood painting crazy shits for the fools
Skipping class starting a new
Leaving artschool
And I think it’s cool
I’m leaving artschool
And I think it’s cool
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Charming City Life
03:41
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It's a charming city life but still nowhere to go
I take a trip straight to downtown where there's faces outside their homes
They put in a frame all the things they can sell in the weekend sales
Under this city skyline, sparkling sodas waiting in their cans
It's a charming city life and there's something I know
In this charming city life I got nowhere to go
Charming city life and there’s something I know
In this charming city life I got nowhere to go
Surprise items from the past are coming back in a row
I’m overwhelmed by pictures of pictures of the world
So I count again how many post modernism in my head
But I couldn't find anything stranger than their common faces
No common faces could face those mazes
No common faces could face those mazes
Charming city life, I know
Charming city life I got nowhere to go
Charming city life and there's something i know
In this charming city life I got nowhere to go
No common faces, no common faces,
Could face those mazes
So I watch them in a screen, charming city life
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Oh the pretty lights of innovations
Some shiny lights for sure
No parasite into my constitution
The gloomy lights I love
I’m an obvious role I’m a big ape uptight
Let the future bride sews her gloves
So paralyzed during disintegration
I did my best until I carried no more
Can't get me back on the tracks now
Pretty lights to innovate
They can 't put me back my tracks now
Pretty lights of innovation
Fancy wives and disorganization
It's an old case too blur
I’ve committed five intimidations
We lived in profit until we’ve gone too fucking short
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New Career
03:30
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I can count on myself I’ve got a job in the city now
And nothing is my fault so watch me getting old
‘Cause I don't get enough time so I’m burning my clock now
Ain't nothing turns me on gotta career on my own
Now you can count on your hands
and one and two and three and four years
Since you watched me going insane so marry me my friend
I’ve got a new career
I wanna persevere
I’ve got a new career ahead
I wanna persevere again
Caught some gold in the sand a shiny stuff on my planet
My fantasy went so short it caught me so insecure
And I’m a living dead or might be a living alive a cold blooded thing trapped into an empty flight
A hearted beating industry a cold case memory
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No Vacation
03:03
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Well no vacation for me and for you too
You got no money I got no money too
We're probably alright yeah God is by our side
Our sponsors are all fine ain’t got no tears in our eyes
No vacation for me and for you too
We're undercover but I’m fucking delighted too
Performing all night cutting our dreams in slice
Please answer me right now ‘cause I need someone in my car
Well no vacation for me and for you too
You got no trophy I got no trophy too
But poppy think we're nice with our laughs and our smiles
Our future in sunshine I got God by my side
Well no vacation for me and for you too
Ain't got no benefit split cigarettes in two
Enlight me all night until I’m turning blind
We’re laughing at low life I need someone in my car
Enlight me all night until I’m turning blind
We're laughing at low life I need someone in my car
Well no vacation for me no benefits for me oh I need my relatives
No vacation for you too no benefits could make you good now we're gonna act cool
But it's not for me
You got no money I got no money too
Enlight me all night until I’m turning blind
We're laughing at low life I need someone in my car
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8. |
Presidential Holiday
03:24
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I need a presidential holiday to take awful pictures of the silver waves
If you're an artist well, you might be a Talking Head
I’ve got the cage now you find the lion
Get down with me, you must admit the Comfort Inn is so comfy
Poor me I must admit you must admit you master me
I need a presidential holiday, before my existence fails like a middle aged
And take a ride with a jet ski on the lake I’m feeling down but I didn’t rock the bottom yet
Poor me life ain't so bad if you're pretty well I’m pretty
Poor me I must admit you must admit you master me
On a presidential holiday I’m American in America
On a presidential holiday yeah I'm American and it's a miracle yeah
On a presidential holiday I’m American in America
On a presidential holiday yeah I'm American and it's a miracle yeah
I need a resurrection a holiday cause I'm so broke or I’m from the stone age
Give me a blanket and a brown teddy bear I’ve never thought it could be so devastating
Get down with me to see the 80’s robot covered up with tears
You see I must admit I miss my neighborhood when you're near
On a presidential holiday I’m American in America
On a presidential holiday yeah I'm American and it's a miracle yeah
On a presidential holiday I’m American in America
On a presidential holiday yeah I'm American and it's a miracle yeah
I’m American I’m a miracle
I’m American I’m a miracle
I’m American it’s a miracle yeah
I’m American and it’s a miracle yeah
We own the miracle age
We own the miracle age
We own the miracle age
We own the miracle age
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Second Class
03:47
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Please take a seat in the second class
And excuse my manners my clumsy sentences
You look at me and you’re so hypnotized
No need to talk like, like modern lovers do
And right the city sleeps tight yeah
Beside the tide of the middle life crises
They might say, they might tell it’s the cure
Please take a seat in the second class
Stare at my panic when Tuesday’s coming
You’ve done your best just to remain calm
But now it’s time to pretend you’re kind you’re cool
And now, now you’re exploring the masses
They’re so young but they look so tired
They might think, they might think it’s the cure
Please take a seat into, a seat into
Please take a seat into, a seat into,
And now you’re sitting into, you’re sitting into
And now you sit into my second class
And now you sit into the second class
If it’s ok for you I might be injured
Pleasure tastes like a big muscle car
Oh yeah I’m so used to being the victim uh
But now, now there’s bomb in classes
I’m fucking numb but my car is well parked yeah
They say, they say it’s the cure
Please take a seat into, a seat into
Please take a seat into, a seat into,
And now you’re sitting into, you’re sitting into
And now you sit into my second class
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