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Tofu farmer
02:51
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I’ve been jazzed for something somehow beautiful/Corrective glass lens injuries, for better or for worse/Cos’ early that year I thought of leaving the City/Later life and career with the finest quality/Sleep, no therapeutic pill rapture to face the problems/Fit the pieces together, pick up pace for sure/Love involves constant cares so as to last/That’s the deal, bab’, you’ve been struck off my cast/Tofu farmer/Never say never/Tofu farmer/Only gift matters/Tofu Farmer/Never say never/Like Iskandar Alexander/I couldn’t have stopped myself even if I’d wanted to/I used to be always after you who came after tofu/Guess I ain’t a past master at storytelling/But a natural born skilled tofu farmer king.
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Love, a collision
02:44
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You really want to stay here ?/Where it’s the end of everything/Are you having me?/No, you ain’t and stand by your story/Recluse community/Combining lost with disillusion/This picture hurts so bad/Cos’ you ain’t under covered action/D’you hear/My dear/I can’t heave a sigh of relief/I know a little about MOM/That led you to Bohemia/Making a love night short/Well, never with ya/Cos’ I can feel/Love like a collision/Grandiose to feel/Love, a collision/What’s in it for me?/Love like a collision/A love to complete/Love, a collision/I can feel/Love like a collision/No volunteer for/Love, a collision.
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Ants in your pants/Like unsticking stamps on two shaggy legs/There’s no chance that you stop complaining of all this mess?/Yes son, I got eggs/And I can’t bear angst which fits with teens that regress/No more my breast will embody a beast of burden/June in July and July in May/On any normal Monday/June in July and July in May/For a formal Monday/Since the enlistment/You feel so proud of yourself, yeah, so full of content/You spread over the world the word that will save us all from some decadence/I don’t recognize you anymore/Oh Lord, bring back the good old days and connivance with my little boy!/June in July and July in May/For a formol Monday/Is this our last breakfast on Planet Surf ?
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LHG
02:47
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Brake for a break/To look what you’ve left behind/Nothing worthwhile in the meantime/Cooking your brains to initiate change/You feel observed by some large hearted girl/Handle her with care as large as you can/You might have found more than bread/The yeast that makes the bread expand/Your O.P.E.R.A.tion last chance/Skip your lunchbreak/And chaperon her to Central Park/Turn into a forest to become her central point/Cos’ large-hearted girls/Stir our curiosity up/And quite deserve this little sacrifice/Graduated from tolerance camp/Will their ardour never damp?/They let on none weariness/Breastfeeding the weak and helpless/Brake for a brake/To count each day of happiness/And feel pretty proud the progress of it/Wife by your side, former LHG/Baking a raspberry cake for the family.
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Very wary
02:50
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They're weren't just best friends, they were bestest friends/Either cold and heat they did stand/Then third party you came/In a seersucker rose skirt.../Where was hidden hedonism?/For both of them the answer's yes/Cos' nor such a fucking mess/To border & to look after/To look after, to border/Nor the apocalyspe & co they did care/We are not always very wary/We are not always in a hurry/To learn that one has aimed its own interest on/American hugs, American mugs/Going once, going twice, going gone/American hugs, American mugs/Just a levelling down/Then you're in the humps/This miscalculation cost me/And it weighs heavy/Torpedoing serenity/"I'm so sorry/For your sorrow/But somehow/You're suddenly my widow", you said/As you're still holding a grudge against myself.
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It’s a tragedy, my love is gone/Sorry, agony’s gaining ground/“I would have loved to come along with you some more/But you’re well-placed to know I’m always on the run”/How to be as fit as a fiddle?/I’m far the worst porridge in the dish of a hairsprayed poodle/And Simone was someone:/Both the apple, the pie and the apple pie/A thing that money can’t buy/Oh, things that money can’t buy/For this time only/As a substitute, I strike a balance/Between the chaos she left and dominance/I think I’ll never ever free myself/From her souvenir cos' what isn’t her everywhere ?/In the Sunday ev. Post, in my bowl of cereals/It’s just enough to drive me mad for the ferial/Love = Showtime serial !/And boys will be boys, will be toys and belong/To girls/As they are/Never too shy to ask for/Oh, things that money can’t buy/She used to call me from this phone booth downtown/Just before her homeward bound/You see, nothing beats love and it's worth my while/For me, Simone’s still someone.
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Best kept secret
02:37
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Once I played the drums in a college band/- Rocking your socks off!,… or just tried my hand”/Grab attention: bite the apple on the roof/Dig the Beatles, Pete’s sense of rhythm on “Love me do”/As a true proof of the best kept secret/Best bet to forget/Since I took the black veil of silence/I reserve the right not to settle our difference/Vain… as Hollywood never paid me back in its own coin/I dropped the lot and double-locked myself in, John/Am I not divine?/Keep it safe or drop the lot/Keep it safe or…/There might have been someone to rely on/A cause to champion when the privacy clause is not conformed/To laud discretion: bite your tongue a thousand times/Before to let out, to put words forward, on the lion’s den/Here lies the best kept secret.
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