1. |
The moth song
04:20
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(Tineola bisselliella)
Why are you asking me?
I don’t have anymore to show
It’s not funny to get dressed
We have some things to do naked
Why are you asking me?
My shoes are yours, my shirt is yours
My hair will be for you
I can’t ask, you know it’s a mask
Nothing hot, nothing cold, not even warm, just me just my body
No protection, no lies
No clothes, no beard
Everything is seen
You can see all of mine
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2. |
I hate my band
02:00
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The singer is out of tune
The drummer can’t keep the beat
The other one has a fish memory
I hate my band
The one behind is unsteady
The one beside is too high
I can’t strum and sing
I hate my band
We are too shy
We‘re unsuccessful
We arrive too late / Not in the hype
Good labels don’t sign
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3. |
Stranger
03:28
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Which pants?
Which shoes?
Which jacket?
Which skirt?
What should I do?
What should I do?
Injunctions, control, requirements
What should I do?
Which music?
Which meal?
Which lipstick?
Which haircut?
What should I do?
What should I do?
Injunctions, control, requirements
What should I do?
Which length is right?
Is this color’s seemly?
May I go there lonely?
Is it not too late sir?
What should I do?
What should I do?
Injunctions, control, requirements
What should I be?
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4. |
The show must go off
03:56
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Free from my troubles
I feel stronger
Free from my troubles
I go northward
He does what he wants in his place
And I can’t stay with my ideas
This show jailed me in the same place
Same old story, it’s a dead end life
Without conformity I feel so bad
I’m lost, confused, my standards blew up
Running from this land, I am not in this movie anymore
Running from this hand, I am not in this movie anymore
Running from this land, I don’t wanna play in this movie anymore
Running from this hand, I don’t wanna play in this movie anymore
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