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Aybat Hallar - Monsoons
03:39
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Monsoons
I must confess that my life has been blessed but there's always something going on
A whisper caress let me catch my breath cause there's always something going on
Buy me some time I'll make it worth your dime cause there's always something going on
But cut me a break if I'm late for a date cause there's always something going on
You're saying grace while I'm saving face
And our eyes are windows in two empty rooms and
Our sighs are the size of monsoons
Drunken sea shanties for pirates and banshees there's always something going wrong
They'll make you walk the plank right into a shark tank cause there's always something going wrong
I'd sleep till noon all alone in my room but there's always someone mowing lawns
My love is true as a brand-new tattoo but I'm always fucked up, smoking bongs
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Aybat Hallar - My Word
03:10
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my word
it's not worth the toxic air i breath
this noxious mix of raw debris
asbestos and carcinogens
molecules of oxygen
these old habits they die hard
like rasputin and captain picard
our sun is just somebody's star
mapped out and followed on nautical charts
there's a million other worlds out there
desperate alien girls out there
space invaders asteroids
and i'm stuck on this rock breathing this poison
it's not worth anything at all
these words they come easily
participles, similes
past imperfect, present tense
waiting, hating with baited breath
and compliments are cheap as dirt
for an extrasensory introvert
i know what you're thinking
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What's in It for You?
02:50
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Hey there officer friendly have you ever stopped to consider
How all those years on the force have made you shameless vile and bitter
When that paycheck comes and you count that sum does it make it all worthwhile
The heads bashed in the pepper spray I don't mean to generalize
Cause I know
We've all got our jobs to do and we've all got our roles to play
I'm a person just like you I guess I'm just not wired that way
You get paid shit to protect the state what's in it for you
A badge and a gun and a power trip but that ain't nothing new
But when they cut your benefits well what you gonna do?
Spend some time on the picket line they'll turn their scabs on you
I'm a man of principle I just ain't no pacifist
Never joined the army no you'd have to be a masochist
Never fired an M16 but I won't run from a fight
The only general I'll salute is that good old General Strike
You get shit pay to protect the state
What's in it for you
A can of mace or some pepper spray
You do what they tell you to
Some rich guy on the radio said we're the parasites
He wants to keep us divided cause we're strong when we unite so I say
No war but the class wars worth kicking ass for with the working-class poor
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Bring It On
01:21
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Bring it On
There's a war on the horizon bring it on bring it on
There's a war on the horizon bring it on
In the time of war men are beasts women are whores
Butchers are priests killing the poor gluttons are feasting on the gore
The secret police are at your door enemy fleets are at your shore
There's a war on the horizon bring it on
I would gladly go to war but for my bum knee and shoulder bone
But I fully support our troops right or wrong
Think of all those wasted lives and all those lonely soldiers wives
Are gonna need my good shoulder to cry on
This is gonna be a good one I can feel it in my bones
Make the last look like the Fourth of July
So hoist your flag and say a prayer and let our boys know that we care
And appreciate their struggle and sacrifice
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Cowgirl from the Planet X
Where I come from it gets lonely
Ain't nothing there but sand
All the cowpokes are homely
Gotta find me a handsome man
So I took a quick trip on a rocket ship and baby here I am
Ain't no one to keep me warm at night
No one to share my bed
I skedaddled to the nearest planet
Where the cows only got one head
When I saw the first cat in a ten-gallon hat this is what I said
I'm a cowgirl from the Planet X
I'm a cowgirl In the wild-wild west
I'm a cowgirl Nice shootin' Tex
I'm a cowgirl riding a T-Rex
I'm a cowgirl from the Planet X
And I'm here to learn all about sex
You can call me an illegal alien
Cause I ain't no homo sapien
Don't be such a xenophobe
I know you'll change your mind when I disrobe
My skin is blue but my love is true
I’ve come a million light years just for you
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Rocky Mountain Stoned
I come from the land of Ghengis Khan
I'm a child of the Steppe and this is my song
-Baby don't you ever leave me never gonna do you wrong
The grass that grows in this tundra waste
ain't got no kick aint got no taste
I need a little something that will keep me rocking all night long
I'm packing my bags
-why baby why
I'm selling my shit
-don't make me cry
I'm moving down to Denver so that I can get legally high
Amsterdam costs too damn much
You gotta be rich to get in with the Dutch
Holland may be calling baby I ain't falling for her
-You can't leave you got bills to pay
-A man who loves you and a child on its way
Baby don't you worry none you're gonna be fine
I'm gonna strike it rich in a silver mine
I'm packing my bags
-why baby why
I'm selling my shit
-don't make me cry
I'm moving down to Denver so that I can get legally high
I got a skull face butterfly wings
brass knuckles belt buckles and diamond rings
hash pipes and hookas are my favorite things
I'll see you down at the Springs
I'm packing my bags
-well start packing mine
I'm selling my shit
-you taking me with you girl
We're moving down to Denver so that I can get legally high
I'm packing my bags
-you think you can get rid of me?
I'm selling my shit
-it ain't that easy
We’re moving down to Denver so that we can get legally high
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Quite a few beers ago about an hour or so they played my favorite song
and the candlelight hit your eyes just right ten minutes after last call
Well it's two a.m., and there's nowhere to go, I finish my drink and I stumble on home
To a cold, cold bed and the all too familiar face
Staring back from the mirror
Say hello to the new day it looks suspiciously just like the last
and I don't know if I'll wake up tomorrow unless things start changing fast
I burned all my bridges and I packed all my bags, don't know where I'm going or if I'm coming back but I know I'll get no sleep till Reno
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Tell the truth and they'll hang you for it
Words alone ain't gonna stop this war
Words alone ain't nothing but stories
It'll take real bullets to settle these scores
So you're better off saving your breath
You can do what I did, I just left
Or you can put down the remote control and pick up a brick
Put it through the window of some fat, rich bourgeois prick
In my name in my name
Just 'cause I was born there doesn't mean that I'm to blame
In my name in my name
Just 'cause I was born there doesn't mean that I'm the same
We can bury our head in the sands and maybe we might just strike oil
Tie a yellow ribbon around the television and hide our thoughts behind tinfoil
In my name in my name
Just 'cause I was born there doesn't mean that I'll play your game
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Toast
A beer, you say? Well sure I'll have another
A Porter like the one I had before
For tonight we drink
we may awake hungover
but fuck it lads we're going off to war
Where we'll fight we'll pray
we'll leave our young wives widows
we'll bleed upon the meadows and the glens
So raise your glass and toast to a brotherhood of soldiers
its a brotherhood of bandits, rogues and friends
Here's to crimes we've not yet committed
Drugs we haven't yet done
Here's to Wine, Whiskey and Women
Vodka, Tequila and Rum
Here's to lovers who've never loved us
and the songs we wrote in their name
Here's to that old rat bastard McKinley
Rotting down in his grave
A toast, I'll say
To the Lincolns and the Connollies
to me old friend Charles Donnelly
rest his soul
You can live in fear
Or go out guns a blazing
Either way you end up in a hole
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